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SAME SEEDS (LYRICS by Adam L. As Himself)
Uprooted
Plucked
Scooped from out the mud, humus
What’s muted could become tulips (two lips)
From mums of the unfluted columns of aqueduct ruins
When I erupt a river runs through it
Blood and mucus plug fluid do the chug-a-lug
To the conducted cues of a subhuman Kubrick’s
Dunn Dunn DUNN
Music
I’m trying to throw seeds and bring the sun to it
Trying to grow leaves and see the buds shooting
Son of a gun, chrysanthemum wounded
Trying to see if I can troll Z’s until they undo it
But useless, trying to find the line between
What’s new and what’s Nutrist and cut through
In order to develop something voluptuous
But coming up plumb fruitless
I blame greed
That’s how desire became need
I jumped out the pot when the flower became weed
But to argue with them
is Darwinism
Watch cuz each organism’s the same seed
Your inner Dame’s a king on a ship - the same speed
As when Lillard done sank three and Cinqué became freed
While cinco sank searching for a ship - I blame greed
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Obispo
04:49
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Stencil
03:57
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Box in the Sky
03:41
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Trickle 'Round
02:53
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This is the Way Out!
04:27
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Ocean Church
02:35
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Mizma
04:51
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GRAVITROPISM (Lyrics by Adam L. As Himself)
When they go low we go high
When they elevate themselves we go deep, ego die
When he go tweet we go fly
When he foul (fowl) in the post that’s when we go free throw line
Yin and yang, chai is tea as chi is tai
If you go half as deep as me to speak your mind (mine)
Then I expect to see some diamonds or at least some iron ore
To sky an oar made of iron and find Poseidon’s floor
That might inspire me toward swiping Orion’s sword
See, the horizon’s for dividing what we’re mindful toward
Gravitropism - you entered a race
With too many mistakes and overcame them through simian traits
You can’t go higher through any arrangement other than deeper
Lest you spit in the face of Euclidean space
Who is he who makes a ripple? So is he who makes a wave
So for every new Macbeth there too is a new Vivian Banks
Eventually even you will embrace
Change is just a rubric to appraise
And lose interest in ways that move men to attain
New stimulant strains
Ubiquitous rays of light too hidden to chase
Too big to mistake and too thin to retrace
And too many to waste
New stems are the same as roots into the grave
A mountain moves inches, the change proves infinite
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