Song: Poolside Parrots Parasol Party
Viewed: 55 - Published at: 6 years ago
Artist: Fire, Said The Albatross
Year: 2021Viewed: 55 - Published at: 6 years ago
The sensation of living
Swimming through the sand
Gotch ya bitch held like contraband
A vacation constantly
Sipping from a can
While she's dripping from my hand
The coast smells of festivities
A boardwalk drops in serotonin
It glows from released civility
The tides call, but do I go in
Seeds of need are all but sewn in
Skyscraper sunflowers
Patch the sky
They patch the skies for you
A boardwalk drops in serotonin
A sweet release from the heat
Reminiscent of kiwi
And bright avenues
The tides call, but do I go in
Seeds of need are all but sewn in, again
Daydreaming oceans
Cascading sweetly
In comes in wavеs
I surf them discreetly
A treacherous hеat
That comes at you freely
A delicious treat
That you've never had the chance to eat
The water slide within my eyes
Became a constant sighting
I feel fine....
Poolside parrot gets drunk and lit
He rides the rainbow lightning
In your light
(I feel fine)
A breeze of activity
And ecosystems
Breath symphonies
(In your sunshine)
Assimilate to the mass
Of masked matter
Masquerading
Questioning what matters
Poolside parrot
Will you grow up
To take responsibility?
Of the choices that you've made
Fermented tastes
Are ingrained inside me
The sensation of living
Swimming through the sand
Gotch ya bitch held like contraband
A vacation constantly
I'm sipping from a can
While she's dripping from my hand
The panic, the pressure
The manic, depression
I had the impression
That this was forever
Pragmatic to intentions
They're not sympathetic
Forever poetic
And we won't remember
Clouds come to dress
The warm atmosphere with death
Drawing a monsoon
It's quite severe
A parasol, and a pair of souls
Parlaying solace
They're soulless during the solstice
The scribes hypothesize the coming of end days
They appeared eyeless with hearts of grey
As they claimed they turn the skies...
...black
(I feel fine)
A breeze of activity
And ecosystems
Breath symphonies
(In your sunshine)
Assimilate to the mass
Of masked matter
Masquerading
Questioning what matters
Poolside parrot
Will you grow up
To take responsibility?
Of the choices that you've made
Fermented tastes
Are ingrained inside me
I feel fine
A whisper breaks the silence
She stands beyond his reach
A shiver made from regrets
He approaches with ease
In your light
"Embrace upon the warmth"
It whispered
"Take this breath with heavy lungs"
It was at this moment she realized
That to him, she was the sun....
I feel fine
A breeze, a breeze
It breaths, it breaths
Life into the lungs of beings
In your sunshine
Being berated
For lack of concentration
Poolside parrot
Will you grow up
To take responsibility?
Of the choices that you've made
Then the sun eclipsed
And it rained
Endless rain...
Swimming through the sand
Gotch ya bitch held like contraband
A vacation constantly
Sipping from a can
While she's dripping from my hand
The coast smells of festivities
A boardwalk drops in serotonin
It glows from released civility
The tides call, but do I go in
Seeds of need are all but sewn in
Skyscraper sunflowers
Patch the sky
They patch the skies for you
A boardwalk drops in serotonin
A sweet release from the heat
Reminiscent of kiwi
And bright avenues
The tides call, but do I go in
Seeds of need are all but sewn in, again
Daydreaming oceans
Cascading sweetly
In comes in wavеs
I surf them discreetly
A treacherous hеat
That comes at you freely
A delicious treat
That you've never had the chance to eat
The water slide within my eyes
Became a constant sighting
I feel fine....
Poolside parrot gets drunk and lit
He rides the rainbow lightning
In your light
(I feel fine)
A breeze of activity
And ecosystems
Breath symphonies
(In your sunshine)
Assimilate to the mass
Of masked matter
Masquerading
Questioning what matters
Poolside parrot
Will you grow up
To take responsibility?
Of the choices that you've made
Fermented tastes
Are ingrained inside me
The sensation of living
Swimming through the sand
Gotch ya bitch held like contraband
A vacation constantly
I'm sipping from a can
While she's dripping from my hand
The panic, the pressure
The manic, depression
I had the impression
That this was forever
Pragmatic to intentions
They're not sympathetic
Forever poetic
And we won't remember
Clouds come to dress
The warm atmosphere with death
Drawing a monsoon
It's quite severe
A parasol, and a pair of souls
Parlaying solace
They're soulless during the solstice
The scribes hypothesize the coming of end days
They appeared eyeless with hearts of grey
As they claimed they turn the skies...
...black
(I feel fine)
A breeze of activity
And ecosystems
Breath symphonies
(In your sunshine)
Assimilate to the mass
Of masked matter
Masquerading
Questioning what matters
Poolside parrot
Will you grow up
To take responsibility?
Of the choices that you've made
Fermented tastes
Are ingrained inside me
I feel fine
A whisper breaks the silence
She stands beyond his reach
A shiver made from regrets
He approaches with ease
In your light
"Embrace upon the warmth"
It whispered
"Take this breath with heavy lungs"
It was at this moment she realized
That to him, she was the sun....
I feel fine
A breeze, a breeze
It breaths, it breaths
Life into the lungs of beings
In your sunshine
Being berated
For lack of concentration
Poolside parrot
Will you grow up
To take responsibility?
Of the choices that you've made
Then the sun eclipsed
And it rained
Endless rain...
( Fire, Said The Albatross )
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