El Plumero
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Count the thousands by the fingers
c lineage of thousand wingers
Equal head Equal body and leg; feathers that linger
c piece is as complete as the whole in itself
cnd these wings play a piece in the soul of my self
My childhood was such a scary place designed for such a weary race of prodigally raised methodical faces, nevertheless, in such a prime time the poets rhymed poetry denounced decline, arbitrary mounts of grime stacked
Dirt was on the map and none could see beyond reason, none could see beyond the reason
Saying don't be mad with us be sad with us, be glad that us is us be glad you're not alone
Life from us is borne
We told you once, we told you twice
So the wiseman in philosophy has one advantage over mask and personality
It's being conscious that all life is one in unity
So he is sane.
Insane is the man who maims the land with a plan to know control, pursuing selfish goals
Earth knowledge now his demon, scarring his soul
We laugh 'cause we have seen him
We laugh 'cause we have been him
Yeah we laugh...
I don't know what happened
It seemed as if things were on the right path but something clicked inside of me that night and from that moment onwards nothing was ever the same
Time changed.
I felt I had lost something I yearn,
I also felt that it is something I must earn
Like a key to a door I must learn to see, but the key and the door are inside of me...
Struggling with sand hands, drag the physical man
Now in ugly demand, prepared to do it all but can he withstand the fall of honor?
He bleeds, he's a goner in need to the strong who survive
The beholder holds comprehension as the way
The beholder folds the paper in which all sides display; cuts out his own
No ill intentions just different dimensions, dimensions just different
Different dimensions justify reactions I defy the actions I uphold
So, one day you have me, the next you don't
Now you love me, now you don't
Insane is the man who maims the land with a plan to know control pursuing selfish goals
Earth knowledge now his demon, scarring his soul
We laugh 'cause we have seen him
We laugh 'cause we have been him
Yeah we laugh
Sane is the man who claims the land is a plan to know his soul; refusing selfish goals
Earth knowledge now his daemon Carrying his soul
We laugh 'cause we have seen him
We laugh 'cause we have been him
Yeah we laugh