Interesting gentleman, in different sentiment
Indifferent, effortless with structuring of sentences
How unsettling or maybe just irrelevant
I built this new house now and I'm only stepping with elegance
Dreaming of eloquence, bathing in overzealousness
Teeming with ineffectiveness, drowning in these deceptive ships
That sail in rain or shine, sun or moon, despite the tide
A bumpy ride of waves but seasickness isn't a trait of mine
How is the trading? Fine
Let's not exchange another single word
It's only kind, and it's only blind, and it's just a matter of time
Before the belt starts moving to pull me down the line
My only hope is that they'll stop at my esophagus
And read my epitaph I wrote in cursive and garnished with blossoms
You are the quintessential essence of essential second presence
And I'm going to present this as if writing those words was effortless
You're the microscopic particles cooled into the gla**
You're the sediment in my shoes and at the bottom of my flask
Of a tea with leaves made of ideas that never took flight
And it's ok for some rap to be soft… right?
I guess I should think of simpler things
Like my hair is so incredibly long that it's whisping away
And what will I wear today
To convince these people that I'm not just more of the same
The soliloquists dilemma
We form our photosynthesis in denim
The ventriloquist stumbled all over his own words
With a dusty midi keyboard playing out folk chords
And playing an old chorus to a song that everybody's already heard
How absurd, to not want to create, to not want to learn
To form religion from hate, burn a phoenix or wait
Burn crates at the stake, earn masts to mask hate
Or pan those audio waves to establish new traits and explore the trade
How can you truly face the taste of the words you display
When you're working away on delivering shame
But honestly I'm ok with every single thing I create
As I lie in linearity, breathe and solemnly wait
And wait
And wait