Time & Space

Yea
Alright
Yo
Coz' you don't really feel like you can hear me, when I sing my song
If it's wrong hit the gong and bellow with hell
If you can tell me how I'm gonna be
kicking pebbles within this wishing well

Well let's spend a minute in it and it isn't swell
I'mma hit it wish me well
Til I'm living with a swishling
Vivid pictures flicker from my finger tips
But it ain't spidicrus liquid as I hit the ergh

Ride this way, divide the break,
buy my time and glide with a bit of grace
Rock with a bit of rage, alive and vibing a bit of high to the place
Fill the sky up, firing,
kill it til I resurrect your second life again
It's a friggen game, I'm just sayin, see
Never never take your life in vain
It's a crank shame I'm glad I wait til every cycle
It's prespiraling from time and space

It's 4:20 coming live, via the inner west
Can I get a cheque, the thundamentalist delegate
Let me shred on mic for the hell of it I'm heavy in the head
Head in to the precipous, send me to the edge