// DURATION Every day feels like a lifetime yet vanishes in the blink of an eye. Eyes grow weary while the skin becomes thin. Decades pass between mornings. The vastness of what must be done expands until action becomes paralysis. Tasks accumulate, lists multiply, obligations build, inertia deepens. Small victories distract from larger losses. No winners here. Unfinished missions drain the daylight. The cycle resets and another identical day begins.

// REGULATION Routine, compliance, and ritual obedience sustain the illusion of progress. Another day completed, documented, and categorised. Gestures over-analysed yet unprocessed. Report and repeat. The quiet breakdown concealed behind the pretence of daily maintenance. Emotional atrophy realised through repetition - a life preserved rather than lived. Procrastination, accepted as procedure, translates itself into justification.

// OBSERVATION Operating between surveillance, judgement, and self-sanctioned silences. Each minor act carries the quiet weight of resentful obedience. Order upheld through mechanical habit, mistaking replication for remedy. Stillness accumulates, carried by the need to believe conditions have stabilised. Control replaced by chaos. Progress measured only by endurance. The boundary dissolves between watcher and watched.

// CALIBRATION Awareness of decline persists, despite attempted acts of repair. Minor messes left deliberately, preserving hollow victories for later. Larger tasks wait unseen while attention drifts to the reachable and safe. The loop endures, rationalised by fatigue and endorsed by dependence. Temporary relief from solitude fades; the verdicts of others confirm isolation as comfort. Every return to the world folds back into withdrawal.

// CONTINUATION Growth and self-contempt take turns wearing the same face. Repair and collapse coexist, each cancelling the other. Monotony prevails. Moments of clarity emerge like intrusions, quickly covered over for safety. Noise gathers beneath the veneer of calm, healing shadowed by disbelief. Exhaustion loops until recognition hardens into resistance. Return to sender. Nothing resolves, yet everything continues to move.

// LYRICS

Today, like yesterday Nothing Happened.

I remained horizontal, for the regulated time The proscribed thoughts did not occur

I made the correct noises into the sinks The enamel did not retaliate

I bled modestly A momentary flinch was noted This was permitted

My body faced the direction of the others I did not see them I did not see them seeing me I maintained the appropriate indifference No incident was recorded

Today, like yesterday Nothing Happened.

I moisturised the roots In accordance with the diagram

I painted the mirror, for the avoidance of doubt I kept within the lines

They dressed the wound I couldn’t reach The irritation remained external If I react, I lose

One of them smiled This was unfortunate Their counter will be reset

A colour arrived I folded it neatly and fed it to the receptacle

I continued the task I performed the gestures

I prevented the flicker The sky blinked again The sound was withheld My mouth misbehaved

Tomorrow, I will improve

Today, like yesterday Nothing Happened.

To date, like yesterday Nothing Happened.

// CREDITS

Music / Vox: Suno (v5 stems)

Additional: Guitars / bass / mixing / production by Graeme Cornies*

Visuals: ChatGPT (4o) // ComfyUI // Runway (Act-Two) // Wan (2.2) // Google (Nano Banana / Veo 3.1)

*Special thanks from OG to GC for all his hard work helping bring the audio for this project to life, it’s always a huge pleasure to collaborate together.

Graeme’s vast body of previous work includes ‘Metal Gear Rising: Revengeance’ - listen here:

https://spotify.link/Fw2B4sWILXb