Psychedelics_r_best
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Oct 16, 2004
- Messages
- 2,049
What is it man?
Try to define it but realize it doesn’t have a definition,
Cant seem to distinguish any sort of position,
Because its all relative to something undefinable,
Make you wonder, just wonder,
If anything’s undeniable
Stars gaze through the nightime clouds,
Douse the day in a set of cool shrouds,
You can smell the night and know its hear,
Quite pleasing, but why must we be here?
Where am I and who are we?
Which ones the sky,
Which ones the sea,
Dont know,
These sounds dont make much sense to me
Are we really all that different,
I guess so to a definitive degree,
or whatever you choose,
Dont think theres much to win,
Dont think theres much to loose.
Smell the rays of sun reaching over the distant hills,
Feel the warmth that youre just supposed to feel,
Behold the guilded golden fields and trees of teal,
Touch the air,
Feels pretty nice, so wonderful when its all there.
And its here now,
Take a look around while youre hear,
because pretty soon there wont be a chance.
Just let it, let it be.
Try to define it but realize it doesnt have a definition,
Cant seem to distinguish any sort of position,
Because it all realtive to something undefinable,
Makes you wonder, just wonder,
if anythings undeniable.
Try to define it but realize it doesn’t have a definition,
Cant seem to distinguish any sort of position,
Because its all relative to something undefinable,
Make you wonder, just wonder,
If anything’s undeniable
Stars gaze through the nightime clouds,
Douse the day in a set of cool shrouds,
You can smell the night and know its hear,
Quite pleasing, but why must we be here?
Where am I and who are we?
Which ones the sky,
Which ones the sea,
Dont know,
These sounds dont make much sense to me
Are we really all that different,
I guess so to a definitive degree,
or whatever you choose,
Dont think theres much to win,
Dont think theres much to loose.
Smell the rays of sun reaching over the distant hills,
Feel the warmth that youre just supposed to feel,
Behold the guilded golden fields and trees of teal,
Touch the air,
Feels pretty nice, so wonderful when its all there.
And its here now,
Take a look around while youre hear,
because pretty soon there wont be a chance.
Just let it, let it be.
Try to define it but realize it doesnt have a definition,
Cant seem to distinguish any sort of position,
Because it all realtive to something undefinable,
Makes you wonder, just wonder,
if anythings undeniable.
