Astral Plain

Wishing wells for your sorry's Shooting stars were full of dreams that fall apart the same scene Lies help me live happily Scared of what comes naturally beyond a (?) The sunlight shines before the hour Heard the song they sing inside the tree the birds are beautiful From the heart beneath the moon (?) Sometimes I know is a problem Under the weather sun above me it's summer forever Everyone I know has got a problem the number the better Tree of life, broken promises easy to find Body of Christ LSD I'm seeing the light Redefined what success is I don't reach for mine My feels like a minefield I keep in mind In the deep end can you depend on Weekend friends with pretend tongues Knees bend when the seas get rough, choppy waters Johnny Walker blue-scapes watch me while I fugue state Little flippant critics flipping kitchen knives Crystallites shimmer in the distance like suspicious eyes So out of body that I can't recount Fingers breeze through mirage skin no tantamount God spits rain enchanted clouds we're lost in It's a long way back to forgotten Am I high or are the stars close? My whole life has been in dark mode Charcoal screams seem at home my feet in tar, low Peel apart bones, ceiling all surrealist art show Clocks melting down the wall slow Losing track of time sleepwalking through an odd scene Self-harm looking like a barcode Lost soul that was not sold it was costly God guard me from the common copies Karma caught me, flight path Kamikaze Madame Blavatsky mysticism split the mist to prisms I'm in a prison press the scissors against the limbic systems Find an escape route and break out This simulation's showing seams lately Opening hazy memories overly blaming Others for our own repeat failings, roll with me baby I can show you things that you've only dreamed maybe I can bleed for you, dry the seas for you, grow a tree making Rosary shavings out the bark when nobody's saving Us from dark focus seems staying on our roughest parts So out of body I can't recover Fingers breeze through dead skin of chromatic colors God spits rain and has us suffer the losses It's a long way back to forgotten