Главными героями концепта являются Бланш и Чарли (перевод происхождения имен «Белый» и «Чёрный», что создает впечатление их внешней противоположности, но внутренней схожести, символика «Инь и Ян»). Они в принципе ничего не знают друг о друге и не позволяют к себе приближаться в психологическом плане, судя по чему можно понять, что в прошлом оба заработали кучу душевных травм. Несмотря на это, неясным образом чувствуется родственность духа главных героев. Как их пути пересеклись, неясно, причём даже им самим. Вероятно, это синхронизм (понятие из квантовой психологии Роберта Уилсона; тождественно «синхронности» К.Г. Юнга).
В первой композиции «Puppet World» рассказывается о позиции Чарли, а во второй: «Black Coffee»— в свою очередь, о Бланш. Оба слишком устали от ситуации, в которой находятся, и банальности, окружающей их. «In Spite Of All» даёт пару намёков о прошлом обоих героев. «Desire Tram»-- композиция, говорящая о скрытом внутреннем мире, о бессознательном, которому стоит уделить внимание, чтобы спасти свою психику и не скатиться в толпу, забыв о прошлом и доверившись новому. «Undress Your Soul» и заглавная песня «Through Body To Mind» носят носят интимный характер и напрямую соотносятся с теориями запрещённого психотерапевта Вильгельма Райха, который был основателем телесно-ориентированной психологии и оргазмо-терапии. В «Regression» ставится вопрос: чем закончится попытка проникнуть во внутренний [психический] мир человека через его тело (что символизирует опять же объединение противоположностей «тело-дух»)? Скорее всего, это останется загадкой, так как такой опасный эксперимент слишком субъективен для каждого человека. Поэтому «Sincerity Flows», заключительная композиция, приглашает нас довериться собственным переживаниям, расслабиться, попробовать не бояться искренности, пускаясь в путешествие по подсознательному миру вместе с героями концепта.
«Puppet World»
A world for wanna-bees
Is not for me, oh pity!
A land without trees,
It’s plywood, look, so shitty!
Office zombies, get away,
Don’t slip on a banana-skin.
I have nothing else to say
To stupid and dead machine.
My doll is stuffed with sawdust,
Though it’s more alive than you are,
Give me my whiskey and soda,
It’s easy for me to be drunk.
A sky without stars,
So boring and disgusting,
Reviving all my scars,
It never makes me trusting.
Office zombies, get away,
Don’t slip on a banana-skin.
I have nothing else to say
To stupid and dead machine.
My doll is stuffed with sawdust,
Though it’s more alive than you are,
Give me my whiskey and soda,
It’s easy for me to be drunk.
And afterall, do I really wanna find someone?
Well, I’m not sure!
«Black Coffee»
Once words you told me were
Black coffee for my mind,
Awoken, gone from blur,
How could I be so blind?
A stranger without goal,
An animated pic,
That turned into a doll
To carry out a trick.
I don’t care of my despair,
Try to go on,
Watch reflections in my stare,
They can’t be wrong
I don’t wanna be in schemes,
Let me draw my life,
Stop destroying all my dreams
Cutting them with knife
Let phrases simply flow,
Let images decay,
My memories dissolve
Ashes of future day.
I’ll try to find indeed
New actors for my play,
My coffee, bitter-sweet,
Keeps me alive someway.
I don’t care of my despair,
Try to go on,
Watch reflections in my stare,
They can’t be wrong
I don’t wanna be in schemes,
Let me draw my life,
Stop destroying all my dreams
Cutting them with knife!
«In Spite Of All»
She’s not the sort of women,
Who are addressed “hey, jade!”,
Those, who are used to swimming
In pink allusive raids.
He seems to be aggressive,
But is it really truth?
It must be too obsessive
To wear mask since his youth.
Blansch,
Aren’t you falling
Through hallucinations?
Watch apathy rolling,
While time loses patience.
(I don’t care of my despair) Sell them your head,
(I don’t care of my despair) Sell them your soul…
I’m not a mindwhore!... in spite of all.
Oh, Charlie:
He is strolling
In gardens of his tries
And finds his den by drolling
In emptiness of lies.
(How could you?) How you dared
(How could you?) To show her real face?!
I’m not like others!.. in spite of all.
«Desire Tram»
Dead shots of black ‘n’ white films
Revive when I look at them.
Romance in railway dreams
Goes round travelling in tram.
Write down contents of my sleep,
I don’t remember, though it may help.
Red tram called “Desire”
I don’t need to doubt.
Oh damn, put past on fire
And just let me out.
Hold on, time is in your hands,
Because it doesn’t exist,
I make all these magic bends
With mind hand-cuff on my wrist.
Write down contents of my sleep,
I don’t remember, though it may help.
Red tram called “Desire”
I don’t need to doubt.
Oh damn, put past on fire
And just let me out.
I don’t know how we met,
Maybe it is just a synchronism.
«Undress Your Soul»
Your strong hands are captured
By my eyesight trap,
I follow your gestures
Like a hunting cat.
You realize,
I see something that you hide,
You emphasize
On one little thing: you decide
To undress me…trying to run from yourself!
What I get? (Don’t you know?)
What I see? (Don’t you feel?)
You don’t care of madness, where I travel.
You are glad, (So I hope)
We are free, (I believe)
But we have different liberty level.
I slightly bite your ear,
Making tough your breath.
You dissolve my psy-fears
In physical caress.
You realize,
I see something that you hide,
You emphasize
On one little thing: you decide
To undress me…trying to run from yourself!
What I get? (Don’t you know?)
What I see? (Don’t you feel?)
You don’t care of madness, where I travel.
You are glad, (So I hope)
We are free, (I believe)
But we have different liberty level.
«Through Body To Mind»
Silky skin,
Dreamy stare,
Velvet voice.
Unshaved chin,
Hazel air
Gives no choice.
Hey, listen:
This is not only your soul I want.
Through your body to your mind
Crawling into your Inside,
You can see, that I’m your guide
And lose control.
Through your body to your mind
I feel something that you hide,
Know exactly what I’ll find,
Ready for all.
I don’t care of my despair,
I just wanna live.
May I call it “love affair”
Without any “if”?
‘cause I can’t get enough of you!..
Easy chance
Or romance:
Distant goal?
Lead you out
Of the crowd
Is my role?
Hey, listen:
This is not only your soul I want.
Through your body to your mind
Crawling into your Inside,
You can see, that I’m your guide
And lose control.
«Regression»
…Come with me
To break my dream…
Help me get out
Of this ghost crowd,
Why don’t you stay
I just furcate.
Try to concentrate
On your breath (inside),
Letting love and hate
Just regress (collide).
Listen melodies
In your mind,
Complicated twist:
Logic blind!
Go
Straight
Don’t
Say,
Constate!..
…Distress!
My fate
Regress.
«Sincerity Flows»
Creeping in a crowd,
Foolish and weak,
People become so selfish,
Always feeling bound
To play hide-and-seek…
Where are you?!
Out of my mind,
Out of my place,
Trying to find
Someone in space,
Two of that kind
Out of race.
All of us fall apart,
So far away to be sincere,
Maybe it’s time to start
To let heart out of fear?
Words always try to lie,
But body language is exact,
Through body to your mind,
This way can sure be correct.
We are hard to see:
Sincerity flows
Only from your inside…
Come, take a seat,
Temp of heart slows,
Wilhelm Reich was so right.
Hush…one…two…three…
It’s time for you and me…
To relax and just fly free…