John Tatlock - Flotsam lyrics

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