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Standing Waves (Ft. Andy the Dishwasher)

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Tonight we getting locked into phase
Making standing waves
Just like we used to way back in the caves with our
Heart-brains jumpin'
To the beat that be bumpin'
So the blood stays pumpin'
And we show the stars something about us.

About us, we'll tell the stars about us.
About us, why we cuss.

Break it down.

Too many people squished in the city, ain't pretty cuz they don't see the synchronicities that are
screaming out hideously "y'all need to be getting out-
side more! Nature's gotta spit the nitty-gritty to your
Body-minds. Not inclined to split 'em cuz they're not in line
with each other that way. Your definition don't define.
Most minds think their bodies are the binds, but the signals they emit won't be left behind!

Time

Eventually is a big snake.
Hot takes welcome. I just saw it. Don't be irate.
Admittedly I'm baiting bigots an itty bit but hating on the spiritual life of others puts you where my blow is aim-ing.

The sane thing to do's a stupid concept.
Like one state of mind is right, all else is nonsense?
The world has been polyphonic from its onset.
They can't control the information that their pawns get."

Tonight we getting locked into phase
Making standing waves
Just like we used to way back in the caves with our
Heart-brains jumpin'
To the beat that be bumpin'
So the blood stays pumpin'
And we show the stars something about us.

Time bends only when your mind does first
That paradox is at the core of people at their worst
The first dude to think about it filled a lot of hearses.
Curses in my verses are my way of telling churches
I revere Father Time and Mother Nature, not just the former.
Your corner of the market's full of sex and money hoarders.
You tell the people that it's evil so you just get morer!
You got me making up words just to describe the horror!
The core of all these words is only one single word.
Divine Logos is its name. Have you ever heard?
The birds sing it sometimes on June 23rd.
Just go outside that day and see if I still sound absurd.

(Echoes into absurdity)