Luyện nghe bài hát Untimely Meditations

The fiery sun of my
Evaporates the love of my soul
Clouds my thoughts and rains you into
As I flight on bolts of lighting
Claiming as my concubine and you as my me

I of the you of the sea
We of the moon of the free
What have I done to deserve Am I happy?
Happiness is a mediocre sin set for a class existence

I see smiles and smell truth in the distance
Beyond one dimensional smiles and
Lies are where tears echo laughter
You'd have to do math to a smile

By a tear times fear equals truth
I simply delve in the air and if that's the
All I have to and all else will follow
That's why are hollow, and I like drums, drums are good

But I think straight
I lack the attention span to
My attention spans galaxies and now are immense
Seconds are secular, moments are

Self is illusion, divine
by the strings of Jimmy's guitar
I swing Hazed pendulum
Hypnotizing the of I that never dies

Look into my eyes are the of the soul
It's fried chicken and cornbread
It's corn milk flour cream eggs and oil
Its the stolen of the earth

to make cars run and kill the fish
Who me? I play
The of dead fish of oil slicked seas
My sister wind through the hollows of fallen tress

And we are the echoes of eternity, of eternity
Echoes of maybe you heard of us
We do rebirths, revokes and
We threw parties in pyramids

I my tag on the wall
The beats would of the stone
And into the form of light bulbs
Destined to light of the heads of future

releasing it up in the form of OM
Maybe you of us
If not then you be trying to hear us
In such cases we be heard

We in the darkness unseen
In the center of unpeeled bananas we exist uncolored by
to the naked eye
Five senses cannot the fact of our existence

And that's the only
In fact are no facts, fax me a fact and I'll telegram
I'll hologram, I'll the Son Of Man and tell him he is done
Leave a on his answering machine

Telling him are none
God and I are one
Times moon times star sun
The factor is me, you me

T slung amethyst rocks on blocks?
'Til I got caught up by cops
wanted me for their army or whatever, picture me
I swirl the wind tempting tomorrow to be today

Tiptoing the line between everything and everything else
I am simply Saturn swirling sevenths through
The sole living air of air and I, and, and all else
Reverberating the inside of drum hollows

Package and and chips
And tomorrow then sold to the highest
I swing the tallest tree
by the lowest branches of me

Praying that my will set me free
I'm afraid that all else is vanity
Mere language is
I'd hum or have my soul tattooed to my tongue

And let the be sung in gibberish
As words be simple fish in my
And intellect swim so I stopped combing my mind
So my could lock

I'm of trying to understand
Perceptions are mangled and knotted anyway
Life is more than meets the eye and I
So elevate I to the third and even that seems absurd

And your leave you third isolated
No man is an island but I feel alone
So I find through OM