http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3FdUdvajOp0
Astronautalis - Oceanwalk, Lyrics here: http://www.songmeanings.net/songs/view/3530822107858510777/
Please watch the alternate videos ABOVE the main embedded one. As well as look up ALL of Astronautalis work...he is brilliant. Read his lyrics too! I'm sure all of those could fit somehow in this one post. Read and love. You can read the post, and get a Totally different meaning. It's Amazing, and thus...makes me awesome. : )
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"Two hands, on the basket"Two hands, on the basket you silly rabbit
Dig your casket, wearing your gasket
Mast it, holding your mask set
Dark faces come in, and I shout, take it
Identified hides, hide in their eyes to be
Silly minds tell lies, as they are the ones to see
Tuff dogs barking, with a howling grimace
Twisted banter in coils, fright in the face of Mr. Rictus
Blackened secrets sleep, with hope of a dream
Deracinated at gun point
Plucked from the air, a stitch in the side you anoint
Whining eyes lay, on the hip of your disappointment
Lying there, sliding hidden cards onto the table
I have helped to grow the mice, that chew on my cable
Apt minds quip, with a slow attack
I have helped to grow the mice, that chew on my cable
Apt minds quip, with a slow attack
With a rat-a-tat-tat
Please just say what you say
And get it over with
I have dreams to cash in
As soon as I paint, on old Tom's fence here
Carry me like mother
Onto your golden, rotten fields
Preach me lessons that will sill the deal
I lay in your lap
And listen to stories of how I should kneel
I'm so excited
You don't even know
Sing choir! Sing
But you don't get paid, to run this show
Like potent notions of danger
Your eyes flair, with seeds from a manger
That fall like cradles
From my stones, of like a ranger
Hiding under the shade, casted from your Queen of Hearts
When I am an Ace of Spades, and am full of lard
Greasy hair stands down, and shines light on the lies
Of the farmer's goat, that keeps 'round the flies
Serene hands, pat my back
And others, hold knives
Making up, for what they lack
Attention hooters, blinded by their lies, and their big mac
Gloated heads fill the beds, of broken tragedy
Musky heaps lay on the floor, dead as you could be
Powdery fingers, whisk their noses at me
Shouting antics, something about a free spree
And I just shouted enough, until they looked at me
I was happy enough, but still not about my history
Foreign is different enough, but you keep stilling their luxury
So I shoot down your constant news reports
Of how you cheated a man, out of his old consortia
I be how we be, let's be us over there, babbling about something
About someone giving you, some sort of disrespectful stare
About someone giving you, some sort of disrespectful stare
Care about my wear, it be so shining
As they bling'd their watch, with such daring lining
Please just stop talking, you rabbity bitch
And clean the floors, with your teeth in pinch
Rusty tiles fall from the sky, and chain down your last wish for a lie
When I cast away, your first spray
When you boast so coldly...
When you boast so coldly...
"Hey!" and not a so nicely put, "Goodbye."
Fucking master piece! Yess!, BIATCH!!!|||///\\\>>>===----...lawl.
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I could go on forever...
Forever on go could I. ---> Part of next poem.
I CLAIM ALL RIGHTS TO TAYLOR TRAVIS INC, TO "I COULD GO ON FOREVER." (Hell...all of it actually.) If it becomes the next phase...it will be Credited to me...Taylor Travis. :D
Please Leave Thoughts! Love you guys.
P.S.
Just be you. Just be...You. That's all anyone can ask from you. So respect them, love them...at least, for that. Don't preach with dwindling need of praise. Just go with it. So don't grab what you can't carry. Just be real. Be regular...non-crazy humans. Done and done.
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