June 26th, 1999 C. Purpose
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I tippy-toe across your dream each night
So as not to wake you
I tippy-toe across your dream each night
So as not to wake you
I tippy-toe across your dream each night
So as not to wake you
Odd mannerisms strictly cultured
With a compilation contorted jigsaw puzzle
These shoes are made to tiptoe through and leave a mark
This is the starting point for all my future works
Before tea puddle I was a bead of inspiration
Now I am an iceberg slim human piano flesh orchestra
Playing myself for all my favorite enemies
Everything comes down to your miniscule amounts
Take the time to be your better parts
I tippy-toe across your dream each night
So as not to wake you
That voice, that voice is my constant awakening
On the hour, every hour I spring to a 90 degree angle
In a cold sweat returning to that not-so-comfortable self-esteem
It's next to nothing, nonexistent
Security tugs at my soul and makes me think more about my self-worth
I splash water on my face to try and wash away my disconnections
This infection is killing me slowly
Slip back into slumber only to hear it once again
I tippy-toe across your dream each night
So as not to wake you
Awoken to self, choking on a bad dream
No vaccine but to stare and breathe the air
Vision, the pattern, the lizard of my woes
And I suppose the first reaction to the thirst for answers
Lanterns and lightbulbs
Cycles to cover the odors of lost lovers
Aromas hang loose like the coma induced
Produced seduction and found my true function
I tippy-toe across your dream each night
So as not to wake you
Multiple personalities, a four-headed beast
Caught in between, breathe breathe and release
As lost as your cause, walking through water and walls
Until we crash and dissolve, we ponder our thoughts
It ain't all love, it's confusion and a waste of time
It ain't all love, it's confusion and a waste of time
It ain't all love, it's confusion and a waste of time
It ain't all love, it's confusion and a waste of time
It ain't all time, it's confusion and a waste of love
It ain't all waste, it's confusion and some time to love
It ain't all confusion, it's love and some time to waste
It ain't all that, it's all of the above
So, stare into this and you are
And you wonder from the shores how deep the puddle is
Wet feet
So as not to wake you
I tippy-toe across your dream each night
So as not to wake you
I tippy-toe across your dream each night
So as not to wake you
Odd mannerisms strictly cultured
With a compilation contorted jigsaw puzzle
These shoes are made to tiptoe through and leave a mark
This is the starting point for all my future works
Before tea puddle I was a bead of inspiration
Now I am an iceberg slim human piano flesh orchestra
Playing myself for all my favorite enemies
Everything comes down to your miniscule amounts
Take the time to be your better parts
I tippy-toe across your dream each night
So as not to wake you
That voice, that voice is my constant awakening
On the hour, every hour I spring to a 90 degree angle
In a cold sweat returning to that not-so-comfortable self-esteem
It's next to nothing, nonexistent
Security tugs at my soul and makes me think more about my self-worth
I splash water on my face to try and wash away my disconnections
This infection is killing me slowly
Slip back into slumber only to hear it once again
I tippy-toe across your dream each night
So as not to wake you
Awoken to self, choking on a bad dream
No vaccine but to stare and breathe the air
Vision, the pattern, the lizard of my woes
And I suppose the first reaction to the thirst for answers
Lanterns and lightbulbs
Cycles to cover the odors of lost lovers
Aromas hang loose like the coma induced
Produced seduction and found my true function
I tippy-toe across your dream each night
So as not to wake you
Multiple personalities, a four-headed beast
Caught in between, breathe breathe and release
As lost as your cause, walking through water and walls
Until we crash and dissolve, we ponder our thoughts
It ain't all love, it's confusion and a waste of time
It ain't all love, it's confusion and a waste of time
It ain't all love, it's confusion and a waste of time
It ain't all love, it's confusion and a waste of time
It ain't all time, it's confusion and a waste of love
It ain't all waste, it's confusion and some time to love
It ain't all confusion, it's love and some time to waste
It ain't all that, it's all of the above
So, stare into this and you are
And you wonder from the shores how deep the puddle is
Wet feet