One breath, as I sit and smell the flowers the berries the very furn
That will escreet this eroma as I sit at the ferry terminal
Look at the sky abouve my eye moved towards it I soaked up an image freeze frame the portrait
An instant turned into an ocean of eternity it's vincint
Filled with this emotion that is burning me
From what I saw before me needs no explanation
She just rivit in my lungs there was no exhaliation
So we [bad word] his heart into my frozen palm tearing mine my
Stitches had her rosen from her farm building spines
And I must confess that I am so impressed with the way she strides
And the way she sies and the way she glydes with thoes dreamers eyes
It's more than just a turn that lies between her thighs
And through these beer bottle flavours in my life
I see clear working neibour with my slice of bliss
The door enables that awaits with a [bad word] Only two emerge after you have taken the plunge
And I don't understand a serpant has a heart
While I'm just a man merchant with his cart
And all I wanna do is borrow a mear couple of fraizes
I admit this is the clear trouble with gauges to decode [bad word] Shes the glitch in my system from chaos to what is simple
It's the hitch of incription it's the persuit of chase
It's the fun of the catch to find that beautiful face that lyes under the latch
When you unlock the mystery below under cover
You see that simple beauty and just getting to know one and other
It's like my motor she can just sound cool
But only a few fool will ever again look into those pupils
So I pluck my vocal cords so I can sing with this butterfly
But I can't utter my thoughts and they reverse to see it flutter by
[Hook:]
Feel it in your chest, feel it in your heart
I need a place to lay, I need a place to start
If this ain't it, you've been lying all along
Cuz the path you laid girl, it only made me strong
Cuz I was once a seed that needed, loving from the seasons feeded
Off your stream that's bleedin' treason, now I'm a tree breathing freedom
On my bank but you burnt those bridges
So now I stare across at you pile of [bad word] (Eso)
[Eso:]
Bars, pubs, clubs
Freak-nicks, drenched in vampires blood
But wait, she looks like a nice girl, I'd like to meet her
She seems a little lost though, I'll try and reach her
[Ethic]
"Nah, that's oblivious, don't get involved
She's known to hold the dice of life and let it roll"
[Eso]
Oh, I see, a bit of a gambler
I'll grab my cape and a bag of convo', I think I can handle her
There's stories that she owns a red light to tell the time
I'm ready to judge a book from the inside as well as mine
So excuse me miss, [bad word] as this is
I'd like you to take this tape I made I made, cuz my crews on some [bad word] And we hit the cofee shop, she's singin' lullabies
We should probably stop, I don't wanna get played like those other guys
That's why this mix tape, is for you to borrow
And if you dig this [bad word] here's my number, call me tomorrow
And as the sun fell, and the moon climbed
She went home, locked herself in her room, only to soon find
That music can manipulate your mind state
And if you use it as a wish it'll find ways
To blow out all the candles and know how to handle your mind, hitch hiking near my place
Her night was a highlight, listening close was not what she'd usually do
Her ceiling was a skyline with a beautiful view
There's the vision and the [bad word] from the booth
See girl I told you what this [bad word] music would do
The next day she was happy as [bad word] Skipping down the block, now she's back to herself
Anyone could naturally tell she's no longer trapped in a well
And the music in her mind, fool, had actually helped
But all it took was a taste, to see those get [bad word] dangling dollars in her face
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