Luyện nghe bài hát Untimely Meditations

The fiery sun of my
Evaporates the lakes of my soul
Clouds my thoughts and you into existence
As I flight on bolts of lighting
chaos 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 to deserve this? Am I happy?
Happiness is a mediocre sin set for a middle existence

I see through smiles and truth in the distance
Beyond one smiles and laughter
Lies are hereafter where echo laughter
have to do math to divide a smile

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

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

Self is illusion, music's
Noosed by the strings of guitar
I swing Purple Hazed
Hypnotizing the part of I never dies

Look into my are the windows of the soul
It's chicken collies and cornbread
It's milk flour sour cream eggs and oil
Its the stolen of the earth

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

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

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

They're it up in the form of OM
Maybe you of us
If not then you be trying to hear us
In such cases we can't be

We remain in the darkness
In the center of unpeeled bananas we uncolored by perception
Clothed to the eye
senses cannot sense the fact of our existence

And that's the fact
In fact there are no facts, fax me a 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 there are
God and I are one
moon times star times sun
The is me, you remember me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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