Sole - June 26th, 1999 - C. Purpose lyrics

"i tippy-toe across your dream each night So as not to wake you." Sole: Odd mannerisms, strictly cultured With a compilation contorted jigsaw puzzle These shoes were made to tip-toe through and leave a mark This is the starting point for all my future works Before deep puddle, i was a bead of inspiration Now i get an iceberg slim human piano slash orchestra Playing myself for all my favorite enemas Everything cons, study, and miniscule minds Take the time to be a better part "i tippy-toe across your dream each night So as not to wake you." Alias: That voice, that voice is my constant awakening on the hour Every hour i spring to a 90 degree angle in a cold sweat Returning to that not so comfortable self-esteem, it's next to nothing Non-existent security tugs at my soul And makes me think more about my self-worth I splash water on my face to try and wash away my disconnections This infection is k**ing me slowly Slip back in my slumber only to hear it once again "i tippy-toe across your dream each night So as not to wake you." Slug: Awoken to self, chokin' a bad dream No vaccine but to stare and breathe the air Vision the pattern to listen to my woes And i suppose to burst reaction 'til the thirst for answers Lanterns and lightbulbs, cycles to cover The odors of lost lovers' aromas Hang loose like the coma induced Produce seduction and found my true function "i tippy-toe across your dream each night So as not to wake you." Sole, alias, and slug: Multiple personalities, a four-headed beast Caught in between a brief freedom release As lost as your cause, walking through water and walls Until we crash and desolve and martyr our flaws Sole: It ain't all love, it's confusion and a waste of time Alias: It ain't all love, it's confusion and a waste of time Slug: It ain't all love, it's confusion and a waste of time Sole, alias, and slug: It ain't all love, it's confusion and a waste of time Sole: It ain't all time, it's confusion and a waste of love Alias: It ain't all waste, it's confusion and some time to love Slug: It ain't all confusion, it's love and some time to waste Dose one: It ain't all that...it's all of the above... So...scared into this, and you are And you wonder from the shores how deep the puddle is. wet...