Lost in the ways of sound waves
Swimming in the tone of the loud bass
Hoping I can make this home
Let my home be a soundscape
Let my thoughts drift off,
my mind is infinite
When I think of this, I think of things
That are intimate, increments, sentences
No I'm not sexually speaking
Art is inside of my soul,
from the outside it is reaching
Oct 19, 2016
Oct 19, 2016 at 12:59 PM UTC
Lost in the ways of sound waves
Swimming in the tone of the loud bass
Hoping I can make this home
Let my home be a soundscape
Let my thoughts drift off,
my mind is infinite
When I think of this, I think of things
That are intimate, increments, sentences
No I'm not sexually speaking
Art is inside of my soul,
from the outside it is reaching
