[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