[Verse | Vagabond Maurice]
Galaxy Glide, like Super Mario
Seven stepping to heaven
With seven knocks on the doorway
(Huh)
Consider the gospel of each breath, say you know magic?
Cadaver's dagger cut autopsy, cough rasp over cough syrup
Uncle Iroh wisdom, tealeaf green hued remedy
Blacker than the Boogie Man, skin darkened by sin
(Cuz I'd rather have nightmares than get no sleep)
We grinding off the glisten of the mission of the night
Knight wielding pen and pad, shield and sword clad
Cat's cradle heart strings, Jack Daniels in the pulpit
Getting pissy off that Henny, many shots for depression
Throw back second shots for depression, impression
Spirit winds in blues notes, floating through the reign of thought
Slow trot, through the rain, name sketched in thunder
Vagabond cadence is heaven's chariots chasing:
Caskets in break beats / Ca**ette tapes in jazz rifts
Atomsk in baselines / Algorithm to the rhythm
Of my Memory Palace / Chalice and charms
Psychedelic love / Poems on the tongue, tongue forge
Signature of the sun / the last breath of paradise
Probably tastes like magic
[Chorus]
It probably tastes like magic
She probably tastes like magic
[Outro]
Knight me in the night, thief scared of the dark
Chase the moon, shine like Icarus gliding towards (Huh)
The Leyline, toward the Leyline, toward the Leyline
Toward the Leyline
Knight me in the day, thief scared of my shadow
Chase the sun, rise like Icarus gliding towards (Huh)
The Leyline, toward the Leyline, toward the Leyline
Toward the Leyline