This is for my Old School, Nichols Lincoln 1995 at the bus stop drinking, These Days, I can't help myself thinking Time flashes by 6 months in a weekend
I got love for my fam, help me out build me up cause they part of who I am, And without them, the forecast grim and that doormat's slim
But I have an open window so climb on in and we'll try to make the world stand still with a counter spin well at least have at it, if not make some beats in the attic
Cry to the North star, journeymen of the past Dawn's light breaks, paint graffiti on our backs living on an island, the future is the present tense Dreaming eyes open, Silent warm resonance
Slips down heaven sent rain in the tropics corrugated metal bent Daydream kaleidoscope A Leather bound journal charting how high we float
Stories written in the sand crumbled my castles humbled to these lands low fog in the plains Climbing Redwoods watch the ocean drain
new land record running through the poppies where only fear is the element that stops me Let's dream lets go, Let's build let's grow
And can we dance in this loophole?
Carve a bit of heaven out this cruel world ?
I think we can if we dream it
I think we will if we believe it
An astral weeks serenade A Euphoric Zenith Wailing from the ashes a claustrophobic Phoenix
try my cherry flavor root-beer watermelon, broken fiberglass rusty nail super felon, hold your breath and do a front flip lip slide, candy coated pink all terrain chick-ride,
foggy windows in my outdoor bubble-bath eighty jumpin jacks, dirty ballerina chewin glass, foghorn inda warm porn escalades, caramelized chalk dancin on my razor-blades,
all i wanna do is find the center of a rose watcha' baby dandelion start to decompose put my hand inside a popcorn belly-dish folda' nectarine switcha' kitten to a fish,
maybe i could peela raisin to a xylophone overlookin' mandator's skippin to a metronome, at my destination plannin feelins for my entourage chasin bubbles wearin polka-dotted camouflage,
(break),
hold your breath until you make a forest fire break, hang your paper money on my bog-wire gate, start to procreate join a mission to uranus, mold the future till the alligator knows your famous,
suddenly i find a super massive black-hole, spin my magnetic field till i attract gold, hold my breath until you come out of your hiding place, break the mirror seeing clearer through the black lace,
and its beautiful believing u were always there, just discovered i wuz sitting on your rocking chair, wear the time going underneath the figure skater, turn around the juicy bubbling the elevator,
see me after free falling from the sun spot, radiating all the luster of my gunshot, zero tolerance alternating currency crossing the event horizon in my purple mercury,
what a silly way to travel at the speed of light, choppin blindfolded dynamite i'll be alright, hold my hand as we navigate the wind tunnel, wrapping lips on busy ends of mamas gin funnel,
smokin jambalaya outta foreign interludes, smilin' inda face of fumigating bitter-foods, wanna be the reason for the love assault 'canapaulting' into every hologram of the salt,
combing every surface tryna find the very start, where's the steerin wheel like it wuz a silky shark, don't forget to break while u let the milk breath, all while i smile and gracefully take my leave.... u alone...