Follow the arpeggio.
Joined in one sound. It all melds together to form the sequence
Anger, irritation, these things have sequins.
They'll dance to the aforementioned rhythm till they're free.
Then the song will make no sense
And sound random
This world will end any minute. What does it matter if its tomorrow? 5 minutes from now? We can change the world, our world by changing a frame of mind in a second
Armageddon, salvation, true happiness.
Mountains part, that's right there's soul in this
Shake ur ass cuz the devil wants to see it still
the music is always there.
The music is time!
it has a beginning, it definitely has an end, but u can keep playing if you want it
And u can always go back, yes its still in your head
Experience? Now there is a funny twist.
Not through the senses, not through the mind, but through the spirit.
the source is there, beneath the wreckage. Go now, little abraham, and take it
Your pen is your might, the lord your blanket
so many things you have yet to understand, the patriarch of patriots
please give a hand? i can't fucking bear to stand.
Its hard to command, my father, my brother my son.
when will i pass?
When will i meet the one?
You've got your walker and a brown paper bag for a coffin
And we wait just like a group of nuns
I've got to be humble
I've got to be patient.
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