the ancient
01-01-06, 03:57 AM
I often think of my own d-day n see it thru the reef raise
stairing at bird **** on the bottom of my sink ain't easy!
touche, high off roofies you musta think I thunk different
infusion I imagine I used to...look at you n b able 2 see right thru you
be succumbed by a drug, have spartic hillions, wind up passed out on a coral rug
only to then be infested by bugs then pulled out by an elephant trunk
have an aromic shower, and learn brand new powers
while I speak on, what it is I need to read on a tree before he'll even speak to me
having a conversation on how to achieve inner peace, with an intelligent skunk
his prophecys were bleak n before I knew it, the bugs fell off and I was cured I felt omnipotent n pure, an observist, I swung off the elephants tusk like a flying squirrel without fear an in-tune ample opportunist,shouting out loud n proud "so who here's a nudist?
I landed on the launch pad to meet a patch of green green grass
I said to the tree, " Hey...Glad to Meetcha " " What'll ya have my teachah "
" I'm now a believer " my new friends shed tears, an said,
" Don't Forget Us Here.! Please Don't Leave Us "
" When the oil spills we'll.. still.. be.. here.., if you won't come when whats said has been said and whats done has been done we'll be out somewhere stored in a landfill dump. " " Wheres your compassion for your planet I don't see none on your face " " You keep this up and Mother Earth will have to raise a wraith and seal your fate " "We Won't Give Up "
whoah..., you don't want to hear the rest of what they had to say..
After these visions of utmost percision, I learned a craft and honed my vision
began to under-study the manipulation of atoms, black hole theories and christ
combined with the sky and how the planets are aligned, I malign the discombobulation of anti-matter and had a hand at sculpting the end of rhyme with the division of time, and I did it with just one eye....and although I don't have your permission to cry, I indeed indulge in weed n speak on decree intrigued by your captivation of your beauty a pain that bleeds in misery, I hold the pole n behold her in my eyes, how her soul had gone cold
I'm not the other guy and I'm not your brother guy
I'm not her lover, and I won't steer you clear of the rudder
I'm the spring, when the seeds blossom into summer
I'm the steady beat of a drummer
I'm the steady force driving the momentum between the feet of a runner
I began to be, be able to see all that you reach with my new found abilities
more indepth then a norse god
I attempt to count myself clear, as my destiny mounts up the reer
ohh if only I could be able to retract the years and introduce myself to nobody
along the way I pick up a couple new fears, and levitated a new body into nobody
ohh my how now the only question in my mind
is how?
which cloud will take me right down?
stairing at bird **** on the bottom of my sink ain't easy!
touche, high off roofies you musta think I thunk different
infusion I imagine I used to...look at you n b able 2 see right thru you
be succumbed by a drug, have spartic hillions, wind up passed out on a coral rug
only to then be infested by bugs then pulled out by an elephant trunk
have an aromic shower, and learn brand new powers
while I speak on, what it is I need to read on a tree before he'll even speak to me
having a conversation on how to achieve inner peace, with an intelligent skunk
his prophecys were bleak n before I knew it, the bugs fell off and I was cured I felt omnipotent n pure, an observist, I swung off the elephants tusk like a flying squirrel without fear an in-tune ample opportunist,shouting out loud n proud "so who here's a nudist?
I landed on the launch pad to meet a patch of green green grass
I said to the tree, " Hey...Glad to Meetcha " " What'll ya have my teachah "
" I'm now a believer " my new friends shed tears, an said,
" Don't Forget Us Here.! Please Don't Leave Us "
" When the oil spills we'll.. still.. be.. here.., if you won't come when whats said has been said and whats done has been done we'll be out somewhere stored in a landfill dump. " " Wheres your compassion for your planet I don't see none on your face " " You keep this up and Mother Earth will have to raise a wraith and seal your fate " "We Won't Give Up "
whoah..., you don't want to hear the rest of what they had to say..
After these visions of utmost percision, I learned a craft and honed my vision
began to under-study the manipulation of atoms, black hole theories and christ
combined with the sky and how the planets are aligned, I malign the discombobulation of anti-matter and had a hand at sculpting the end of rhyme with the division of time, and I did it with just one eye....and although I don't have your permission to cry, I indeed indulge in weed n speak on decree intrigued by your captivation of your beauty a pain that bleeds in misery, I hold the pole n behold her in my eyes, how her soul had gone cold
I'm not the other guy and I'm not your brother guy
I'm not her lover, and I won't steer you clear of the rudder
I'm the spring, when the seeds blossom into summer
I'm the steady beat of a drummer
I'm the steady force driving the momentum between the feet of a runner
I began to be, be able to see all that you reach with my new found abilities
more indepth then a norse god
I attempt to count myself clear, as my destiny mounts up the reer
ohh if only I could be able to retract the years and introduce myself to nobody
along the way I pick up a couple new fears, and levitated a new body into nobody
ohh my how now the only question in my mind
is how?
which cloud will take me right down?