The final ride
Dream about a new ancestor
That’s spits and waves
As the sunflower begs
And the sun raises its empty soul
And the river stops to flow
Changing course in a heartbeat
Valleys and trees
Jump and play in courteous disbelief
Wash it’s future banal
Bankrupt by natures design
Changing course in a heartbeat
Will you rise and walk with me
Will you close your fingers tight to be absolved
Oct 28, 2025
Oct 28, 2025 at 4:43 PM UTC
The final ride
Dream about a new ancestor
That’s spits and waves
As the sunflower begs
And the sun raises its empty soul
And the river stops to flow
Changing course in a heartbeat
Valleys and trees
Jump and play in courteous disbelief
Wash it’s future banal
Bankrupt by natures design
Changing course in a heartbeat
Will you rise and walk with me
Will you close your fingers tight to be absolved
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