I traveled through the atmosphere as a wall of feedback climbed The pegs were gold, the band was old, they played in half time Now every dream gets whittled
in March a gift for me from God with a darling face and papa's eyes and Grandma's grace. How there the light of immortality shines as wondrous fragile dreams
the house) Waitin' for the DJ to, let your body rock So I can show you just what I got Music is the air I breathe, the prayer I leave Rippin' in the atmosphere
me the fascination of the infinite consumes me vitality to hurt you all in virtual reality actual natural plants enhanced my words are crystal clear deep intensified trance in a relaxed atmosphere
to get money man? That shit been long gone, come on Have much to do with nigga since Nicolas Bond Poppin' and choppin' until the day that I'm gone Shyne poor 'cuz your dream
no seal on my fate Dreams don't have deadlines It's never to late Even a broken clocks right Twice a day and straight Teamwork makes the dream work While
You, you, you You haven't seen the world outside for days You sleep, you hope, you wait Imagination disappears And all the dreams you have you save Confrontation
I'm tired of pretending that I don't care for you I'm tired of pretending that I found someone new Each lonely night keeps lending an atmosphere that'
without effort began to separate An entirely new dimension of reality unfolded Like the slow opening of a rare flower Celestial mysteries were revealed from beyond The atmosphere
is just A general remark. I don't mean anything by that. It's just... for the atmosphere. Yeah I know. the atmosphere. It's so wet! This is A shiritori
Unstable condition, a symptom of life In mental and environmental change Atmospheric disturbance, the feverish flux Of human interface and interchange
need to hear And the only dream you have Is the one thats in your sleep 'Cause we soon forget what were here for I need someone to say, he's got dreams
Hey you've been hanging on To a dream Hoping that time Would turn your fear away But you must stop Take a look around What do you see Do you see
quiet place It ain't so new to me It's haunted atmosphere Has heard so many scream My home from home My twilight zone My strangest dream My confidant
they are Winnin', it makes losers of us all ?Cause the dice roll so indifferently Well, I?ll wrap myself in cities I travel I?ll wrap myself in dreams
half-moon I need to find a way home On the moon to be alone And so we make our way Through the sand of a sullen day (Whittle away, whittle away) Dreaming in Ether, leave atmosphere
He came back one day and Told me stories that I now dream of (Oh, oh, oh, oh) Open atmosphere Take me anywhere Take me there (Oh, oh, oh, oh) We have
Like the taste of some forbidden sweet Along the walls, in shadowed rafters Moving like a thought through haunted atmospheres Muted cries and echoed laughter Banished dreams