Warm air slides past me slowly,
The dark is only challenged by firelight,
Light breeze makes the light flicker,
Reality looms in vivid paradise.
Stars expand my colored mind
The huge universe swirls within, one

Water trickles past,
dusty rocks and,
Simplifies my heart,
One with the world,

Perfection under sandals,
The huts begin spinning, harmonious life,
Hope becomes alive,
Luminescence.

Close your eyes
Contemplate the present tense
Everything will surround you in
the second and the minutes then
Magic seems to float and dance
open your mind to a color trance
Visions of love and sounds of comfort
seem to make your life complete.

Boulders of color and sound
Magical lights made of marmalade ground.
I have intended
To morph you the ended
Is only the start of my mouth.

Stars flow with every baton
Painting my eyes with excitement I'm on
Blues and the greens make
the world look serene
Have a second to take in the dawn.

On the outside back in,
Reflections of life,
Everything I am,
Affect me and morph me.

Help me kaleidoscope,
evolve me to change.
A small piece of god in the lights and the sounds.

In this acoustic ambiance,
Envelope me whole.
From my head to my hands to my heart to my soul.

My eyes are educated.
My body abused.
Yet perfectly painted to join all the used.

Were free in our worlds.
Realities vivid,
deep oceans of everything making me feel it.

Summertime Alaska
Sky lift up to the moon
Thick cold ice mold, depends on a boom
Wannasy the universe expand in your room?
Can't breathe on your knees, escape from the gloom.
Spaceship to the world never mind what you see
It's what they hide in the cage, according to me
As they stare from a distance laugh in their face
Were on the moon man floating through outer the space
Don't kiss then tell this is all that we have
A deep crew of assassins in a pimped out van
No seats but a rug and it's designed for Abu
We're defying and implying almost all of the rules
Keep it beepin like a monitor eye's to the sky
We don't really like thermometers
Ice in the pi
This is Lithium iron I call it Kurt Cobain
Li Fe for the dreary insane
As the drip turns to pride
Just lay back in the plane
Not a jet but dimensions deep in your brain
In the light of a spectrum cleverly made
Mr. Cudi's got the sidy down right to the base
In the language it is written from the A to the G
With an E emphasizing future theories to be
I'm an MC they like to call me D-A-N
I'll be breathing in the Crush
Sitting Squared in a Van
Melancholy and Serene while I'm rolling the loud
Sound melts like the doughnut's that roll on the ground
Livid, mister fog pouring out like a boom
I'm a twister of the doobie and pearl's resume
And the chain is insane its ******* gold like an arch
I'll be passed out cold from the ember's to march
and a number that we wrote like a song
Deception is a 9 and a number that we wrote like a song
And a number that we wrote like a song
A number that we wrote like a song
We wrote like a song
Like a song

Of everything offered
all that's extended
which one is which is obscure and intended is
something unknown

therefor cautious calculations
fits against patience
stress and the tension increase with the waves made
of guessing anxiety
a gambling joy
a fight against futures that never employ
something imagined success and the like
are riding on picking from the array of doors

these doors lead to everything all that i have waited
the blade is so dull and tainted and faded
but maybe its better to wait here elated
by gambling choices i make here
failure evaded.