'tis inexplainable, that foreign "beyond words" sensation- the incomplete isolation.
embody the human experience with me;
let's start the evolution of a revolution
that we all so desperately need
I pass streets crowded constantly with thousands of unfamiliar faces
walk the broken, cracking sidewalks to all the odd & end little places
upon the dark grey sludge that layers the sullen, dreary old city streets
still in mind the valleys and forests of evergreen
beneath the aged chalk stained, blackboard styled sky
amid the most royalest blue of seas
reel in your life full of anchors
for we could simply sail miles,
days suspended above the earths varying tides of infinity and eternity
find a paradise no human soul
would care to believe
amongst uncharted territory
we may construct our own society
sipping honey from one anothers souls
lets escape
we have our world to see
Feb 2, 2015
Feb 2, 2015 at 11:39 PM UTC
'tis inexplainable, that foreign "beyond words" sensation- the incomplete isolation.
embody the human experience with me;
let's start the evolution of a revolution
that we all so desperately need
I pass streets crowded constantly with thousands of unfamiliar faces
walk the broken, cracking sidewalks to all the odd & end little places
upon the dark grey sludge that layers the sullen, dreary old city streets
still in mind the valleys and forests of evergreen
beneath the aged chalk stained, blackboard styled sky
amid the most royalest blue of seas
reel in your life full of anchors
for we could simply sail miles,
days suspended above the earths varying tides of infinity and eternity
find a paradise no human soul
would care to believe
amongst uncharted territory
we may construct our own society
sipping honey from one anothers souls
lets escape
we have our world to see
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