Met my match today. Felt the blood rushing and mingling. A curious and enigmatic thing. Spiders in my dreams. Synchronicity weaves like a web. When you were meant to be a meal.
Solstice sun it sank beneath the line. And the commoners were drunken upon the hillside, yeah. Or so the story goes guess she followed along. So she could watch their games.
Who am I?. I am I. . Why can't I get it straight no?. Why can't I see it straight, yeah?. We can't let you. We can't let you go. . Why can't I get it straight no?.
Psychopsilocybin runnin' horny mother fucker. Trippin on his shoelace, searchin for the hairy sucker. He dont need no funny money, his love is all his power.
Do... you..., do you enjoy... your sight inside.... . Disconnect and let me drift until my upside down is right side in. Society must let the artist go to wander off into the nebula.
Medium, medium.. Waking up I smell the scent of coffee on the brew. and I think about the amount of the sweet. I'd like to have in my cup today.. One for the two lump, three lump, four..
I heard a word from 'on high'. Glare like a light in the sky. It said. "Quit blowing each other up". A voicing so crystalline clear so. Something's unclean in your ear.
I will rise now. And go about the city. In the street's. Broadways I seek. Him whom my soul loveth. . Went over the sea. What did I find?. A thousand crystal towers.