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 land of the
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
one dimensional smiles and laughter
Lies are hereafter tears echo laughter
You'd have to do to divide a smile

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

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

Self is illusion, music's
Noosed by the strings of Jimmy's
I swing Purple pendulum
Hypnotizing the part of I that dies

into my eyes are the windows of the soul
It's fried collies and cornbread
It's corn milk flour sour cream and oil
Its the stolen of the earth

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

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

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

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

We remain in the unseen
In the of unpeeled bananas we exist uncolored by perception
Clothed to the eye
Five 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 telephone the Son Of Man and him he is done
Leave a message on his answering

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

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

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

Package and bottles and
And tomorrow then to the highest nigga
I from the tallest tree
by the lowest branches of me

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

And let the scriptures be sung in
As be simple fish in my soulquarium
And intellect can't so I stopped combing my mind
So my thoughts lock

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

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