LYRICS

MUSH

Walk with me, talk with me and we might see whether its meant to be. Whether its chemistry. Its hard to comprehend it before. We learned each other’s language. She just makes me see things clearer. When she speaks the colors seem a little bit deeper to me. The world of which I’ve dreamt appeared in her two hands. The chance is real that something is messing with my mind.

Knowledge can’t explain the colors that she painted. They were so beautiful. It’s hard to comprehend it. She just makes me see things clearer. When she speaks the colors seem a little bit deeper to me. I don’t claim to understand. The world of which I’ve dreamt appears in her two hands. The chance is real that something is messing with my mind. The possibilities they sprout beneath her feet. Is this right or is she messing with my mind.

UNSTABLE ISOTOPES
Unstable isotopes a fable so filled with hope its what you need. You can’t help but squeeze. You can’t see whats real, who’s holding the wheel. You’re constantly victimised predicted by frigtened eyes. The truth always sodimised still sell and act surprised. You can’t see whats real, who’s holding the wheel.

Im trying to clarify it’s hard to keep everyone satisfied. this void you’re trying to fill, it’s too big of a bill. Defeat is and empty land where anger and discontent meet. They’ll never retreat. They will fight in the streets both willing to bleed for what they believe.

She lives in a fairytale endangered and frail. Just let down your wall the armour should fall. Just let down the wall, answer the call. Your friends they need you.

ELECTRIC CONDUCTOR

When you long for more than life can deliver and the thought of lonesome nights makes you shiver. I’d say the time is right you might reconsider to dial down a notch before you grow withered. Because reminiscing when you’ve opened the wrong door is as predictable as something to long for. May I remind you of your internal structure. Deep down inside you’re an electric conductor.

Have you turned inward just to see how your clock ticks and could you reach your heart without using lockpicks. Because every part of you belongs on the canvas, even when the shadow that you cast makes you anxious. The biggest issue is the constant transmission you can’t receive when you are focused on giving. So look beneath all the external distraction. Find what the eye can’t see, you’re an electric conductor.

There’s some things they don’t teach in schools and that scientists can’t seem to prove. That doesn’t mean it’s overruled they haven’t got the proper tools.

RESOLUTIONS

Lets celebrate our life for a change. the nicest things are coming our way, so colorated none can esscape it. I got no resolutions to make cause everything is going my way. unfabricated appreciation. Our predecessors showed us the way. The simple things in life keep you sane. So underrated my goodness gracious. I wish I could be you for a day because I never seen it that way. So carbonated I wont forsake it. I’ve been reaching out to someone else who could teach me how to be myself. I graduated my education. why speek when no one is listening. We have reached the peak of our conditioning. So constipated I dream of liberation. How often I remind myself I shouldn’t walk beside myself. Incinerated so fueled by hatred. If somone had the words to explain the future and the past are the same, unactuated interpretations.

THIN LINE

When you fact check the past you’re walking on a thin line. So when you look at life in retrospect you better treat your memories with respect. This is the mandate for when you look back.

Because its a subjective quest with prospects of a quick regress. Till its apparent that you can’t go back you’re stuck with your regrets. It’s best to just give it a rest, don’t wander too far from what you’re made of. Emotions share a dimmer light on everything that’s right.

When you fact check your past you’re walking on a thin line. So when you look at life in retrospect you better treat your memories with respect. This is the mandate for when you look back.

SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL

Play until you find the sweet spot..

It’s how you take something beautiful and twist till it fits. How you escape down that rabbit hole, your mind playing tricks. Untill what awakes seems beyond control a sight to behold. But do not mistake the collateral for what we uphold.

You cannot escape what is mutual It only predicts why we are here and it seems crucial to see how it sits. It’s sudden and strange how a life appears to change it questions our faith. But do not mistakeĀ  the collateral for what is at stake.

I don’t need to see the devil dance to give it all a second chance.

I don’t need to see the devil dance to give it all a second chance today.

OLIVE-OIL

Oh we’re here again, lets spend some time as friends and lets try to understand. It’s out of our hands, what life decides. so lets give it a chance. it took some time but lets pick up where we left. Kick back, the prize is here with us.

It might sound obscene, the grass is always green when met inbetween. You’ll walk into a scene that’s so close to a dream it beats reality. So that’s where we’ll be, we’ll climb the tallest tree. The details we see reflect how they appear to us. This time we’ll see exactly what is dear to us.