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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #5,934
Peak in subgenre #491
Author
Solaer
Rights
Motion Sickness 2002
Uploaded
December 26, 2002
Track Files
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MP3 4.3 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
Life and what it's meant to be.
Lyrics
Dear miss-you-know-damn -well -who-you-be
true bliss in flesh
The one pure muse that stimulates me
so raw with tenderness
your hazel windows of endless measuring,
my princess everything, The M I'm treasuring
It's me you're bettering, all these other chicks withering,
soaked to the bone in bitterness
Envious of your Dime physique, and the fact it's you I'm pleasuring,
Your Light outlasts the limits of infinite questioning,
Your honey suckle skin pleases the palette completely intent
Sure the digits are dope as hell ,but you're so much more than
one of those pin-up fantasy fold out lonely man's late night paper-cut girlfriend
-Various Sides to the spectrum I wanna touch each One Individually
caress the topic masterfully indeed, Feed off all the channels
this enchanted opportunity speaks volumes of Life's unsolved mystery
Hook
There are so many intricate pieces jumbled
to this jig saw ru-bix cubical
we all fumble to massage in to place
My plan is to examine the whole from abroad
and work around the hands of the face
build a foundation with the little bit of time I have to save
and then let the rest of the parts just casually fall into place
My aged chapters are tagged with special seasoning,
referred as steps to meet and greet a counter-part sworn to me
cycled through these daydreams played heavy back in school
and whispered casually amidst stars rambling in the evening's cool
placed strategically as tools to map existance given by the moon
outside the lonely walk of an everyday deed
a 40 hour plus work week used to seem bleek ,
BUt now with my solo status made meek, blessed with a unique
upgrade in form of that ring in titanium forge
and the vows attached along with everything including the kitchen sink, dead bolts and more,
My reasoning has steeped
to provide for another,soon to include yet another,a spitting image it seems,
of the other yet of course much younger indeed,
Perhaps the answer to my infinite questions of my ultimate Role deemed,
to deposit a seed in a woman complimenting to my own Beat,
Hook again
There are so many intricate pieces jumbled
to this jig saw ru-bix cubical
we all fumble to massage in to place
My plan is to examine the whole from abroad
and work around the hands of the face
build a foundation with the little bit of time I have to save
and then let the rest of the parts just casually fall into place
This road I chose to merge or rather chose me to follow,
I've learned has many a curve,littered with broken beer bottles
To make it seem
a less desired path to take, my tires by no means,
impervious to the jagged glass I face
but I guess I was Meant to surpass the pain
without brakes, coasting on my own pitfalls and pleasures for-saked,
My life as many observed on the head of a pin
I find clarity stalls misdirected
by the rampant thoughts that syphen thru men
improbable to comprehend the end to end, extent of all and all
we depend on blind faith to play the cushion to the wrecking ball
and if the pendulum falls , well then it's best to just brace with grit for the impact, against the stress,
allowing fate to make the final descent
A gamble with grace is what lead me to this
Russian rullette with a full clip unprotected,
ironically handed me a seed with a sweet twist A daughter Alli, so blessed
concieved a week from the wedding in fact, It's impossible to lack now that my true purpose was unmasked
