Half my realities wasted by time
I take new direction
I take new direction
But I won't change the street signs
Half of the world
Half of the world
They ain't down with my kind
Deep dark brutality
Deep dark brutality
To trace through the bloodlines
Can you feel the prisms
Can you feel the prisms
Of a vision in flight
Two by two like the animals
Two by two like the animals
Come sing in the night
Entropy outcomes my second sight
I give up today what tomorrow will rise
And I'm moving the mountains away
I'm moving away...
They tell me it's prophecy, Then tell me it's lies
Keep talking in words that we never defined
All these dualities awaken my mind
To change my intentions at the scene of the crime
Can you feel the schisms from a vision in light
Two by two beside the candles we become
Awakened from inside
Hand in hand outcomes my second sight
I give love today so tomorrow I'll rise
As I'm moving the mountains away
You're moving away...
But the Big-Eye's above me
Filling in all the stars
That are wide as the skies
Like a river inside me
And it's running down dry
With the height of the tides
Little brother, he's watching
Through the cracked open window
Was that his only crime?
It's moving higher above me
And I don't think I'll sleep well tonight
Little brother he's falling
Like St. Lucifer
Down from the sky with his hive
As this moving, this hierarchy above me
And I know I won't dream
If I sleep well tonight and I hope
We won't reach up too high...
Entropy outcomes my second sight
I give up today what tomorrow will rise
And I'm moving the mountains away
I'm moving away...
They tell me it's prophecy, Then tell me it's lies
Keep talking in words that we never defined
All these dualities awaken my mind
To change my intentions at the scene of the crime
Can you feel the schisms from a vision in light
Two by two beside the candles we become
Awakened from inside
Hand in hand outcomes my second sight
I give love today so tomorrow I'll rise
As I'm moving the mountains away
You're moving away...
But the Big-Eye's above me
Filling in all the stars
That are wide as the skies
Like a river inside me
And it's running down dry
With the height of the tides
Little brother, he's watching
Through the cracked open window
Was that his only crime?
It's moving higher above me
And I don't think I'll sleep well tonight
Little brother he's falling
Like St. Lucifer
Down from the sky with his hive
As this moving, this hierarchy above me
And I know I won't dream
If I sleep well tonight and I hope
We won't reach up too high...
This was a simple yet very personal moment in my life. Something that was put to music in a few minutes, but the words were already set with a melody from the first time I wrote them down.
One for the memoirs.
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