The Ocean - Atmosphere
Caravanning through this contagious carnival of carnage
wearing a name tag that says artist
holding the harness
trying to control the focus
floating the waves of her ocean
Tap tap tap click the globe against the moon
For the next tune we'll let the camera zoom into the bedroom
The more she raises her voice, the less I really hear
The more she leaves the house, the less I spend on beer
All thoughts are clear,
Chain smoker box of reds
Got to shed this excess gear before we cross this bridge
If we make it to the opposite side of where we stand
We can get some land and make a plan
Woman and man
But you're only twenty something are you ready to change?
You've accomplished plenty running
Are you tired? Are you hungry?
Up to no good, but down to try to harder
And to depart and sever the old ways of gauging the weather
And when they ask if you treat me right
I have to lie and yes if I'm to answer the question
Here I dance again in front of the mirror, solitaire
Wondering where you are, what's the time, why am I losing all my hair?
If I could cook half as good as you looked
I'd trade in my head phones and my notebook
For all the time you took up to shine
Shook up the alignment, hooked up to silence
Cause these footsteps is my steps
Girl if you knew what was good for you, you'd leave
Ok enter mommy's little sociopath
Hoping I have the sober cells left
To taste the smoke on her breathe
Chosen my steps
Prepare to pour a ear fill
Trying to drive her soul
Keep your hands on the steering wheel
One at nine the other at three
won't ever find another like she
I call her thief because she took it
Put the key in the hole and started upsetting cruise control
BAM! Hit a tree, my fault I wasn't looking
Distracted, but ain't nobody acting surprised
Mapping out a plan to put me back in her eyes
She laid her hand on my thigh
Damn near went blind
And spread my wings to fly and clear my mind,
Now usually I'm at top of the game
At least I used to be
This is new to me
I can't explain what you do to me,
Moving me, soothing me, seducing me, reducing me down
To figure or not how I can go about improving me,
Soon we'll see
This whole world will see it
Superhero features
But woman is his weakness
Speaking at the mirror trying to hear my reflection,
Gave up my sense of direction for some affection
Now I'm straining, striving, trying to find the ocean
I'm riding, I'm driving, I'm trying to make it to the ocean
Picking up every shell and holding it up to my ear
I'm want to hear the ocean, I got to see the ocean
I'm straining, striving, trying to find the ocean
I'm riding, I'm driving, I'm trying to make it to the ocean
Picking up every shell and holding it up to my ear
I want to hear the ocean, I got to feel the ocean
Deep within I swim a river of lust,
Beginners luck
Rising tide injures the crust
Hunger, feed my need to free my seed
I cry, I bleed, I fly, I flee
I try an be the wind for each one I find
Rain always starts in the mind, the bottom line
I climb inside the rhyme
And riddle the growth of the stone
And sip and swallow her aura
Hit it closer to home
It's a quarter 'til eight,
I still wait anxious
Got to surface, the tools, the motivation to paint this,
I lost the rules, reinventing the game
So now I'm through differentiating heaven and pain
I'm just another straight cat trying to rest my tail
Prepared to go to war but scared to check the mail
She's a bird with crippled wings
Intrigued by the simple things (you're too simple, you're too simple)
You can take the bone out the chicken
But you can't take my girl out to lunch without me thinking
Probably something's up
If you can't take it with you then f_ck it I ain't going
I'll just sit here for now and dream about the ocean
Now I'm straining, striving, trying to find the ocean
I'm riding, I'm driving, I'm trying to make it to the ocean
Picking up every shell and holding it up to my ear
I'm want to hear the ocean, I got to see the ocean
I'm straining, striving, trying to find the ocean
I'm riding, I'm driving, I'm trying to make it to the ocean
Picking up every shell and holding it up to my ear
I want to hear the ocean, I got to feel the ocean
Caracoling through this contagious carnival of carnage
wearing a name tag that says artist
holding the harness
trying to control the focus
Gliding the waves of her ocean
Swimming the waves of her ocean
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