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Hello. Feeling so mellow in this dark room watching these pads turn yellow
Hear the boom of the kick then the bass come in
add the keys watch me high fly through the trees
Never falling - calling home
E.T Extraterrestrial, so high up now on my celestial pedestal
 
Throw me a sensible festival, cannibal, can it all for an admirable foe
Take a photo to show no man, shadow my only fan, sonic speed is my RAM
Ain't got a plan so I cram info into my brain
Knowledge grows like grains by a drain, I'm feeling insane,
That's what everyone claims but I feel so weak when I say it
 
And it's a cop out, intellectual knock out to block out what I sought to discover
Recover another lost summer
Colors once vivid now monochromatic
No longer empathic, I found my path in traffic jams
 
No sacrifical lambs, joining of hands in prayer
I'm the greater man not a bloodthirsty slayer
 
And I'm on cloud 9 when I'm composing, honing in on a landscape like a drone
I'm all alone, but I'm feeling fine really
Matter of fact fuck cloud 9 I got 9 lives ima do 9 fine lines
 
I'm a cat, feline, feeling kind, going in blind
Better find it even if I have to walk a thousand miles
Leave a thousand piles in my wake, cross the oceans and all the lakes
 
Hope it takes for heavens sake, Hale-Bop Heavens Gate
Spit in the face of fate - I'm amazing
An architect of a literary maze more mysterious than Derry, Maine
 
Prolific like King I conquer like vikings
Lead a cult to mass suicide while wearing some Nikes
 
I'm looking forward like Arthur C. Clarke
Lurking in the ever morphing dark, MZD
My victims never saw me, illusive Murakami
 
I'm living in the Cat Town, 1Q84
Developing my own personal folklore, no longer a chore
 
We were once apart but now we're merging
Emerging a brand new persona, Mona Lisa
Encouraging a rise from ashes, I'm a phoenix in glasses
Rising out of Pompeii, leaving behind preserved masses encased in clay
Secret Life of Walter Mitty, I'm gonna keep on exploring this city eternally, turn the key
 
Make this house into a home, I'm all grown, make sure the shadows don't groan
Got many bones in my closet
Carry a few around in my pocket
A locked locket sent up to the moon in a rocket
Don't knock it out of orbit
Unless you wanna get hit by a series of assorted sordid tactics, morgue with Morgan
 
I'm an artificial gem not from this Earth
I was birthed in a different universe brought upon by my own verse
 
The beginning was my word
The greatest one ever heard traveling through the cosmos
 
I'm a monolith
Monolythic mythic epic of Gilgamesh, transcend flesh
On a quest - catch the man in black fleeing to the West, never rest
 
Sever contact with some tact
Got a lot of flack from wack hacks cause I let out too many wise cracks
 
Never lacked that ability, you're killing me
I'm Kennedy, 11/22/63, no conspiracy, that's heresy
You can't embarrass me, why don't you just meet me by the sea

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Murmurations
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