Thursday, February 12, 2015

#poetry #lyrics - Rock Christ

wreck the light house shipman calling
over memory of my bird man flight
i'm still a moment before realizing that
all my situations have come done

the moment doesn't seem too fine or blurry
i'm just sitting well i'm feeling right
that's what i figure it to be and so
nobody chasing thought to mock it up to knock it down

yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round

yeah i'm a white knight throw back with some
mana flowing like zoraster magi from the east
and west it figures you won't recognize me
though you are so blessed to be here in this time

the roses and oh
the sunshine
the holy rain that's coming down

yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round, yeah i'm a round

yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round, yeah i'm a round

you wouldn't see me around town
unless you were sensei
the biggest papa of the day

and then he'd probably say
in case you wonder to your self
believe in god and in one self

yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round, yeah i'm a round

yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round, yeah i'm a round

for the sometimes that you let it be becoming
and the sometimes that you simply be
the harp is strumming beats are drumming
while you sing it loud and to yourself

yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round, yeah i'm a round

yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round, yeah i'm a round

yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round, yeah i'm a round

yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round, yeah i'm a round


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