Lyrics
Lyrical Overture, Verifying Existence
Admiring the silver; God, dying glistens
Flying like ambitions atop tile monoliths
Mind splitting open, mid-heightened-consciousness
Golden light, solo flight, lysergic starship
Coricidin countdown, tetra-hydro carkeys
Knuckle crack echo ripples through a calm lake
Pin-needle power-grip, convergin' on m'heart rate
Are the cards played on this shoddy body God made
Cos I like to ladi dadi party all day?
Not me - all m'organs corrupt like a senator
But I'm too much of a predator to fall prey
All Gods praised, 'specially he who has the final say
Someone says "shut up and watch the light display..."
Long as y'all leave off my swan song, I'll let the vinyl play
It said "to be enlightened, not afraid..."
All the peace, all the love, hit me like a molotov
Sensory overload; CALL IT OFF!
Universe's well-manicured nails held my soul aloft
Then truth's talons stole my balance through a golden glove
All'f a sudden, there I was
On the floor, starin' up
Beared to the ground by a pair of drugs
Where the hell am I?
Birmingham or Panorama?
Do I swear my cross to Bush, Blair or Thatcher?
Am I breathing kush, air, or cancer?
Look! There's an answer
In the night sky (or eyelids)
Whichever the darkness up high is
White fire's prying it apart like open heart while I beat inside
And I'm vibin' to the symphony of silence
Takes a weak soul to be strong armed by a bong but
I ain't had peace and quiet in a long one
So with a calm tongue, while on the way to zen
Asked the light "Hey, what's your name again?"
And it said
"LOVE!"
... huh? What? Who are you?
"LOVE!
The meaning of life that has all you confused.
LOVE!
The upended old, and the rooted new.
LOVE!
Life, death, burning red, soothing blue.
LOVE!
The ray, the rainbow, the rubik's cube,
Changing hands, unsolved, like disputed truth.
LOVE!
Haunting us all, much like beauty do.
LOVE!
The inner peace that you never truly knew.
LOVE!
Embrace me without knowing
And within me, you are dying, you are growing
You're a river, and you're flowing
You're your heart, you are quickening and slowing
in the presence of the one who keeps me living and you rowing."
Love, the tag before you're it
The target of the turret
The ONLY mental illness that's encouraged
"The merger of your courage and your nervousness,
their mutual cancellation, your becoming in the current.
LOVE!
The line between poetry and impermance"
The pay-off for the volunteer servant.
"The spirit and his sermon and his personal Don McClurkin
To ensure that you've all heard of him before you cross the firmament."
Learning.
Love.
Completing my conversion, he turned and he
returned me to the floor where I converged with him
Eyelids up, defile the dusk and I smile
And I know the hurt was all worthwhile
And I sing La, la, la...
