Matter of life and death
Tryinga find my way up to the clouds from these depths
Underestimated at best
Probably effects of less rest than Fest like
Yes, no, maybe, p-p-paradoxical obstacles barely phase me
Vaguely understanding what I say see?
My music looses use unless it's hazy
Crazy, to non-believers of reason
Changing, with months days and seasons
Blazing, monks of arbor harbor seeds
And feed em appease em relieve and release into the breeze
In a p-p-presentation, needing patience
Breathing space equate to inspirations
Pacing round the mind of a thinker too deep to rise
Waking at dusk face up to the starry skies, truth lies
Tryinga find my way up to the clouds from these depths
Underestimated at best
Probably effects of less rest than Fest like
Yes, no, maybe, p-p-paradoxical obstacles barely phase me
Vaguely understanding what I say see?
My music looses use unless it's hazy
Crazy, to non-believers of reason
Changing, with months days and seasons
Blazing, monks of arbor harbor seeds
And feed em appease em relieve and release into the breeze
In a p-p-presentation, needing patience
Breathing space equate to inspirations
Pacing round the mind of a thinker too deep to rise
Waking at dusk face up to the starry skies, truth lies
( Aspiring Wijsdom )
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