Poetic Motions

Still stuck in an irony Real iron and dynasty Steel tungsten and ivory Decidedly Material success run rampant Champions of a dance which has gone rancid and a stance which demands answers The plants which remain standing offer fruits of divine passage The juice of the wined pastors and the roots of the time after At last a poet deservant of the current restrained Emerging in vain and disturbing the tame today Not furnishing fame I remain thoroughly tucked away Working each day as the moons still urgently wax and wane Each second that passes marks the flurries upon our flames And certainly something that deserves to be brought in place Inferno embrace I'm still burdened by burning flames A curse to be versed in chains of these verbal and wordal pains That's at least how it stands for now The music and me stay tantamount I guess you caught me in a rather bad mood Don't understand it I'm not tryna be rude I'm like hello nice to meet ya I just met you but I'll see ya Life too short and this too long Craft these songs than I'll film the feature So in the future Don't get me wrong I'll play the tutor I'll play the teacher Life and death Lessons given Resurrection Jesus Easter Woah I'ma slow it down No more reckless action now No more Manny Pacquiao's No more Texas accent now Australian brizalien the flyest type of salience I'm Mr. worldwide when the music gets a say in it I'm super saiyin No more need for the player No more room for the shame in me Shaman replace him daily I dial into the eternities Music so hot it's burning me Please stay back it's just courtesy That's murder in the first degree Like oh and what you wanted that for I'ma body instrumental right upon to that floor Like woo I said it's tasty Ya bitch go ahead and make me Cause you like to imagine Dreams of life left unfastened Full of funk and of passion And of love everlasting It's a dream so absurdist Where your soul's left to flourish Where you find out your courage Was just a little nervous And you know that you care It's always been there The voice in your head Each thought left unsaid Your inner most heart The reason you are I was there From the start Let's go Cold cold as the night you Walk storming the pace Space time it surrounds you Foreign wind to your face Caught caught in emotion Still trying to think Lost deep in the water Breath or sing Poetic the motions You see the places I'm going Mathematics addict It's tragic how I confuse emotion Chasing ideals I feel it real as I can get It's no sweat it's no sweat Alone still at my parents house The stereo still blaring out The same old nightly walks suffice My blatant lack of caring bout Myself and others School and work I shudder to get out this place I know the gutter ain't where I belong But I can't make my way Home That's where I found you Still Hung on the wall You Haven't been touched in God knows how long Home Home Home Home Still Still Still Still Whoops