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Adventures in Lemnos, Pt. 3

137

Hip-Hop/Rap

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alejandro Carrizosa Grant
Alejandro Carrizosa Grant
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alejandro Carrizosa Grant
Alejandro Carrizosa Grant
Engineer
Anabolic Beatz
Anabolic Beatz
Producer

Lyrics

Sweet catharsis In waking hours, I can speak to the masses Some, might tell me to get help, with celerity But I'm paid, for the pain, shared in this therapy Peering into sea, that eyes perceive, as stretching endlessly Waves illuminated Near my ship that cut through midnight breeze Heavens overcast, so I did not see any stars in sky But I danced with her And saw two stars in twinkling eyes O'er time Clouds did clear Still my eyes Only stared At unpainted black canvas (oh-yeah) Even moon refused to share Crescent smile Only air Greeted me with fake cool mist (a cool, cool mist) Nonetheless, I'll reached for the stars And night shook my outstretched hand My bones, fading, to a wispy state The cirrus clouds could understand Sleep do I on empty stomach So I hunger for my dreams Aspirations birthed on hammock Rarely ever leave its seams Clickety-clackety nails on pavement Telling the beast behind me Knowing that Publican's chasing for payment And that all of my water is salty I called Mama Just to tell her That her baby Made more cheddar But I don't think she knew what to say, ohh, oh, oh, oh, yeah Now, I know this sounds grandiose But I feel that my kin are blind 'cause they're close Though I know they still love me Saw they greatness Then grew weary Some mornings I wake and greet the sun And I ponder whether heavens want me to go find the one I'm not of the opinion I need a flock to own the sky But, if I need to find a bird, they wanna ride-or-die I grab the Reins of my dreams And I ride them like a barnacle Sextant from above Given for my travels nautical Woke up at midnight and grabbed my pencil like a pistol Dreams evinced the truth, and I'll deliver what I harkened Haunted by the kinds of thoughts that make the body tremble But that's what happened to the greats, they light the sky and bargain They called me a solution So my eyes stayed peeled for pipette Perils are a fine chisel for my stone mindset Dancing in the heavens On a feeble cloud I found the fastest to unwind Is off the tightest wound Mother told me, flip my pillow When I have, a new night terror But even in my waking hours I can see the nightmare there, ohh Could have stayed a little longer in a university Laboring your land where sleep felt like a mortal enemy Choice to be the subject of their textbooks, so get new degree Not to say inherently it's mutual exclusivity Pray with both my eyes open And plane my wood against the grain E'en if you tear down curtain You'll still do so upon the stage (stage) Fickle water whispers secrets They retreats to where the rest reside Dissipative structures kissing liner won't restore inside Cleaning their identity From precedence not permanence Thick cowl of night, serenity Unbroken chain of like events Keep your trophies I will keep my trochees I am doing well without a blanket Lambs warm me I would rather be a weed Than a rose But no one does an eyelash When it through the pavement grows I danced Until dawn Saw the sun Prance along With a paint brush in its rays (paint brush in its rays) No one asks how knight goes on After fighting hellish spawn Does he tire of the pawns he slays? (there's this fire at the chess board) Midas paid dearly for gold But not every deal's bad at crossroads I stay audacious Though the crow Told me what lies at the end of river's flow When sun sinks 'neath horizon again And stupor from the liquor of sleep begins I'll be prepared to meet my dreams awake
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