With continuous seas
My words form leaves in distiguous trees
And they fall down in slow motion
Down past old Kent and the white chapel

All the way to park slings and fairs in May
I dare to say
Some even nudge up against your nephews left shoe
I watch him fetch to

It whispers and sketches of blue trees with green sheep
Now who believes dreams speak
What seems bleak becomes noticeable
It gleams deep so we can cope with the dope
And these are my watchdog water dragons

And I guess that I'm just a jar, drifting by the tide
And I hope a star will lift my to reside
In the hands of a single soul that can relate
To these crawling my fingers cold
Still can make by the force

The drives clog to my clock work
Relax my way through the fog and the hot dirt
In your youth, you're just blowing in the wind
And ya see the truth and they throw you in the spin

Of vicious cycle that won't clean the stain
And I think it's vital, I don't seem the same
When I look in the mirror, see long hall down
When I'm stumbling, crumbling, it all falls down

Like do ya feel the rhythm in life
Will ya still believe in the lie?
Will ya kneel and listen to yourself
The only person that can peel the prison walls away
They all fall to dust and y'all say

We can call it trust but if we call it trust
Then all of us can get down together and live tall and just
'Cause I never plucked an eyelash, I only wish they goodbye
I said I never plucked an eyelash, I only wish this could fly

Into book, poems, stars bloom and movies
Theme parks, seen the cartoons and Scooby
It sooths me, it's all the same, don't confuse it
Boards and video games create the music, just use it

Trilgen, thank you very much
And aware that you're building a sanctuary of
(Whoa, whoa)
'Cause reality creates the sadness
We rely on these things to escape the madness

And my two windows, I can tell by yours stare
A calming ground, I said we're both aware
My first TV murder, the nineteen many poor
And open to a closet of 1984

But when I wrote something lovely with my ink
I stopped being Humpty Dumpty on the brink
Of loosing my balance, I found, shit, there was a point, man
The feeling I get when I'm alone but we join hands

Tell it all but I'm bound by a necklace
I dunno but I get a little restless
And if I don't make it the end of the road
I don't even know the weight that I will unload

Wish I could relapse another time
Turn back the tap discovered rhymes
Back and forth and forth and back
Yo, pull me in but that cord went slack

Me in my room writing rhymes
To listen when you barbeque outside
Or indoors, jam packed in the club
Going 60 in your car, you can feel it in your blood

Me in my room writing rhymes
To listen when you barbecue outside
Or indoors, jam packed in the club
Going 60 in your car, you can feel it in your blood

You can feel it in your blood
You can feel it in your blood

Let's build a world of our own, so start to gather rocks
The shire's known chatter box
To build a home for un-fathered kids
And guide the population 'cross the Harbor Bridge

The harvest is controlling, my watchdog water dragons
I'll never stop writing, that's just a great author's passion
To write a million book and not look back at one of them
And to notice when the children look
There's something that the buildings took

From their natural purpose and in a state like this
I can never be nervous, this is my house, my crib
My kingdom, where the floorboards creek and the kids keep singing
We live each season just to give beats reason

Step into my house, all kids, leave dreaming
Vanilla sky walking with a halo and some cannabis
My T shirt reads 'Minority's a Management'
And yeah that's right, I'll glide through this habitat
Glide, young poet, fly, bring the magic back

'Cause nest is home, home is nest
I wanna rest my gnome, I wanna hold your breast
And if the world would give me a chance
Then I could ride on by and fly this like a kite in the sky

See this matchstick, signifies my love
It won't burn out, it'll only rise above
What a view from here, we survived the flood
Too many blind and deaf to hear the cries of doves anymore

'Cause the parchment crushed by the buildings
And the view has been replaced by a ceiling
Plus the car park was a paradise underneath
The ground won't be free to breathe

So I ride on a dragon and my pouch is a tiger
To stop the towns flooding and house is on fire
But no, that's not true realities
A bitch stuck in the category where the celery is shit

So capture my love whenever you feel it
They says that's just muck, he doesn't have feelings
Well I do and it's true, I cover the canvas
Me in strawberry fields looking for answers

All I wanted was a mansion for my mother
Fat houses all around the world for my brothers
Flowers in the pavement, a world that sings
Studios in every basement and girls with wings

Me in my room writing rhymes
To listen when you barbecue outside
Or indoors, jam packed in the club
Going 60 in your car, you can feel it in your blood

Me in my room writing rhymes
To listen when you barbecue outside
Or indoors, jam packed in the club
Going 60 in your car, you can feel it in your blood

Me in my room writing rhymes
To listen when you barbecue outside
Or indoors, jam packed in the club
Going 60 in your car, you can feel it in your blood

Me in my room writing rhymes
To listen when you barbecue outside
Or indoors, jam packed in the club
Going 60 in your car, you can feel it in your blood