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 take flight on bolts of
Claiming as my concubine and you as my me

I of the you of the sea
We of the land of the free
What have I done to this? Am I happy?
Happiness is a sin set for a middle class existence

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

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

But I can't think
I lack the span to meditate
My attention spans galaxies here and now are
are secular, moments are mine

Self is illusion, divine
Noosed by the strings of guitar
I Purple Hazed pendulum
Hypnotizing the part of I that never

Look my eyes are the windows of the soul
It's fried chicken collies and
It's corn milk flour cream eggs and oil
Its the blood of the earth

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

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

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

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

We remain in the darkness
In the center of bananas we exist uncolored by perception
Clothed to the eye
Five senses sense the fact of our existence

And that's the fact
In there 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
a message on his answering machine

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

T slung amethyst on Saturn blocks?
'Til I got up by Earthling cops
They wanted me for their or whatever, picture me
I swirl like the tempting tomorrow to be today

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

and bottles and chips
And tomorrow then sold to the nigga
I from the tallest tree
Lynched by the lowest of me

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

And let the scriptures be in gibberish
As words be simple in my soulquarium
And intellect can't swim so I stopped my mind
So my thoughts could

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

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