sasquatch
August 24th, 2009, 10:38 PM
Like a dreamcoat, the world unfolds, if you could only see the stories i've been told.
Eyes open wide, gliding so high, kelaidescopic vision, senses fried.
Like so many eggs, floating away, Losing my worries, can't even say all the ways, the world has changed.
The vibes crackle all around, sight is sound, reality is bending, just look at the fucking ground!
It's rippling, dribbling and lickin, my shoes, oh lord. The grass is grinning. Wave. Hello. and see trails of colour, are my fingers fluffy? or are they just rubber? Hello flubber, you're turning into sound!
still standing, gazing, its amazing. such beauty. it's easy,to slip away from reality, I'm staring at the galaxy, its looking right back at me, like some supersonic entity.
I reach the peak, speechless. how could i reach this? its endless. Green pyramids on the horizon, fluid lightning, but this is peacful, not frightening
why should it be? as i peacfully, move through the myriadal symphonies.
it simply means to me to see the free.est life and love and harmony.
slowly, though the patterns fade, swirling as if to wink, then melting away, i feel the sunrise throug the haze, the night has gone, the world renewed.
the grin on my face, its simply glued.
Eyes open wide, gliding so high, kelaidescopic vision, senses fried.
Like so many eggs, floating away, Losing my worries, can't even say all the ways, the world has changed.
The vibes crackle all around, sight is sound, reality is bending, just look at the fucking ground!
It's rippling, dribbling and lickin, my shoes, oh lord. The grass is grinning. Wave. Hello. and see trails of colour, are my fingers fluffy? or are they just rubber? Hello flubber, you're turning into sound!
still standing, gazing, its amazing. such beauty. it's easy,to slip away from reality, I'm staring at the galaxy, its looking right back at me, like some supersonic entity.
I reach the peak, speechless. how could i reach this? its endless. Green pyramids on the horizon, fluid lightning, but this is peacful, not frightening
why should it be? as i peacfully, move through the myriadal symphonies.
it simply means to me to see the free.est life and love and harmony.
slowly, though the patterns fade, swirling as if to wink, then melting away, i feel the sunrise throug the haze, the night has gone, the world renewed.
the grin on my face, its simply glued.