Outdoor Machine

OUTDOOR MACHINE (reworking of Kolynn Outdoor Machine, original instrumental track by Silvio Vinci) Outside the wires, outside the room, under a radioactive moon, feet on the gravel, eyes on the green, I’m switching on the outdoor machine. Wind in the circuit, dust in my head, flowers are moving, electric red, nothing is quiet, nothing is clean, everything feeds the outdoor machine. Outdoor machine — keep it rolling, keep it slow. Outdoor machine — take me where the wild things go. No destination, no control, sunlight vibrating through my soul. Outdoor machine… Outdoor machine… Trees become antennas tonight, pulling strange signals out of the light, mountains are breathing behind the screen, feeding the heart of the outdoor machine. Round and around, the rhythm remains, running like mercury into my veins, I lose the border of what I have been, inside, outside — somewhere between. Breakdown Turn… Turn… Turn the wheel. Breathe… Breathe… Breathe it in. Earth below. Stars above. Static. Heat. Motion. Love. Outdoor machine — keep it rolling through my brain. Outdoor machine — sun and thunder, dust and rain. No destination, no control, just one frequency swallowing whole. Outdoor machine… Outdoor machine… Outdoor machine… Keep it moving. Keep it moving. Outdoor machine.