I don't know how I walked on//
Almost like I was a six foot energy for just that half hour//
Just a piece of mass waiting to be created//
I was literally controlled by the voices//
But once the groove kicked in, I controlled the faces//
The eyeballs none, the hair stood up, and their ears mine//
Sounds insane to the smallest of minds//
But if you find a way to dissect your own brain//
You've pretty much answered the questions with no response//
Anyways, I looked out to the sea of people, which was no more than thirty people//
That's all I needed to be inspired,
That's all u needed to feel the higher,
The end of my words hit the microphone with so much sincerity//
I almost felt like it spoke back in the most native dialect//
And I understood every word,
I understood that it wasn't me anymore//
It was the shaman I've been seeing in my dreams//
I could hear the shells dance around the fire//
I could smell the mezcal in the air//
I felt my muscles melt to nothing,
But the burning in my gut made the heart rise//
She's never came down, she remains high//
Forever as long as I continue to show the birth of life//