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The tree’s don’t sleep at night they photosynthesize , by moonlight. Leaves drink in the cool wise light And give off dreams of softly fading starlight Whispers of secrets , monthly unfurl A single blossom falls at new moon Hurtling to the ground, awake before noon Ever noticed? The very word has the circle Curled up in the centre , twice to make sure we remember , two full cups , not one. Geko’s slip off old skins And the croaking frog adds to the din As thunder rolls in Triggering the dogs bark Guardian of the stark naked couple Asleep in their parallel worlds Together under the umbrella of ambient lighting Not the natural kind either But a shameless copy of pure sunlight That emenates when their bodies collide On the material plane. Astral visions lead the way to headquarters The address? Fax? Phone number? I’m afraid you’ll have to dial again , Unless you’ve meditated on the vibration of emancipation Then you would already know, you are already there Doors are open , for those who care to try No lock on this baby , Ain’t no safe to play safe We bask in our humble glory Under the shores on undulating tides Rhythmic pulsations no where to hide The emanations come from within, Without , a shadow of a doubt There is a war coming , infact we’ve already been fighting for decades Just like the change of winds, nature knows her stuff Tip the seeds too soon and you’ll end up with a field full of fluff But just in time and a harvest with enough to reduce every super market shelf to dust Even though they already stock that kinda stuff Clean up on Aisle 4, Aisle 3 , Aisle 2 , Aisle 1 Return the purchase , we’ve discovered the **** In the cake And we found the frog in the salad, At least their habitat is intact Or did you think I was still talking about the shops?
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Jul 16, 2013
Jul 16, 2013 at 7:05 AM UTC
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the trees don't sleep at night
The tree’s don’t sleep at night they photosynthesize , by moonlight. Leaves drink in the cool wise light And give off dreams of softly fading starlight Whispers of secrets , monthly unfurl A single blossom falls at new moon Hurtling to the ground, awake before noon Ever noticed? The very word has the circle Curled up in the centre , twice to make sure we remember , two full cups , not one. Geko’s slip off old skins And the croaking frog adds to the din As thunder rolls in Triggering the dogs bark Guardian of the stark naked couple Asleep in their parallel worlds Together under the umbrella of ambient lighting Not the natural kind either But a shameless copy of pure sunlight That emenates when their bodies collide On the material plane. Astral visions lead the way to headquarters The address? Fax? Phone number? I’m afraid you’ll have to dial again , Unless you’ve meditated on the vibration of emancipation Then you would already know, you are already there Doors are open , for those who care to try No lock on this baby , Ain’t no safe to play safe We bask in our humble glory Under the shores on undulating tides Rhythmic pulsations no where to hide The emanations come from within, Without , a shadow of a doubt There is a war coming , infact we’ve already been fighting for decades Just like the change of winds, nature knows her stuff Tip the seeds too soon and you’ll end up with a field full of fluff But just in time and a harvest with enough to reduce every super market shelf to dust Even though they already stock that kinda stuff Clean up on Aisle 4, Aisle 3 , Aisle 2 , Aisle 1 Return the purchase , we’ve discovered the **** In the cake And we found the frog in the salad, At least their habitat is intact Or did you think I was still talking about the shops?
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