lyrics for a new song i just finished. yes, it's quite long.
looking for a light, a light beam, thats looking for a life and that life might be me
my sight isn't trite, it's just slight. it's slight seeing.
i'm not seeing might it's just strife and high beams.
mostly moaning with the bones that groan out.
no doubt. hoping that them bones don't poke out.
no clouds would bare my weight, share mindstates.
and that's fair; fair minds break.
so i'm done with phonies that phone.
their intellect is just short of a bone.
i interject but they own the control
try to disect but their souls turned to stone.
win their respect - it's as hopeless as cold is.
what a joke. any joe should know his kids.
even a drone could've shown you what hope is.
i only hope that your hopelessness is bliss
and when you're finally open...it'll be love that i'm showing.
it'll be love that we're soaked in...known this from years of my growing
and when you show up and the shores are all black
just know that - just know that i held the sun back
that i must've fell from high class
yup, i'd rather melt than hi-jack
define that. inside my mind i might rap.
she can sing. i know that she knows i like that.
we fight back. trying to get my psych back
she's like "man, when we gonna get the light back?"
defies traps when she's wrapped in light
the sight! it's bright! makes me forget it's night
it makes me forget to sing. spring to spring
her body leaves me there dancing.
she tweaks with my mind...couldn't dream up this life.
been spending weeks in my mind. now i have a drink so i'm fine
ya, she's tweaking with mine, but geeks hold on
they didn't seem like her sort of song.
and so i'm gone. i get effected and then im lost like hair pins
i couldn't spare grins, i changed route to trade winds.
my roots are ancient. change quick or face lift.
---- her face is what grace is.
her face is what gave us amazement to shape us.
faced with the face that displaced all the fakeness.
tasting the space we'd arranged in the blankets.
changing the place that this strangeness would take us.
strange little place, but i still trust.
strangle the bitch? try a bear hug.
man, all you boys contain loose love
you're who she wouldn't date and what she calls a scared thug
should i make her my wife? i couldn't dream up this life.
little boy thug - get your own
i'm the king of the castle, she's my throne
don't even step to, statue, i'm past yall
this rhyme scheme got you lookin' like an asshole
we make sense forever logically and astro.
i'm her cuba, she's my castro
her lips is like cash flow
she's an eclipse causing ellipsis; my eyes close
an incredibly fine rose. well, mine closed up
find time to shine before minds close up.
nine times outta nine the binds won't budge.
not lying but i find the blind to nudge
and so i creep to sleep but never enough
i only dream to speak to heaven above
spending the love means pains paid.
one man's love is another man's shame !
fuck fame. find family. get a job, don't battle me.
yall baffle me. man, i'm serious !
delirious you must be, how curious
i'm furious with facts. don't attack the unknown
i sort of just relax then attach my sick poems
waxing the back of the raps that been gone
that's my syndrome - should've staid gone.
should've played dumb, confusing my foes
using my toes to dig through the bones
this music finds root in the tones
use it. my muse sleeps in my soul
she'll rip a hole through the throat, my heart and skin
invisible but i know her deep within
who says patience is trite? i couldn't dream up this life.
i had a dream that all things were filled with life
like the ring that i'll see on my steam punk wife
so now i think of the things that all need eyes
like guys, like wives. their lies defy the eyes their shine.
arise in mine. we'll find our spines aligned.
you'll follow me, right? i couldn't dream up this life.
who says dreaming is trite? i couldn't dream up this life.
that's why i drink every night.... i couldn't dream up this life.