The Morning And
๐ต 1903 characters
โฑ๏ธ 4:22 duration
๐ ID: 9626272
๐ Lyrics
Life contains loves like
stripes traced on sleeves
the ones you first met will be the ones who less believe
yet we
leave something out overlooking the doubts
it is an exception we can knot through or perceive
in theory and
as we conclude and solve by our rules
the apparatus trance is the enigma in our schools
we believe
Faith is not blind
Grades, when I sought you out
I could not anticipate
our plays of thought,
cobbled lines, straight to current state
call me cherry chimichonga
because I'm fine and sweet
S-G-A-P
Think with me, it's a treat
this beat, this beat, is where we meet
repeat this neat percussion from carried feet
axioms are obsolete when we cannot complete
need, representable, with our discreet meet
what fills the void, betwixt the employed
observations, postulations we're not believed so destroyed
sing with me these us people who trace cassation prix
allocate a melting pot of coy notations to decree.
Czar Sicarius
the mystery nefarious
multiply lines to find my eudaimonia
maybe we could cut the world in two
so powerful a magic
trace capitals on every map you find
these animals will take over your life
Tree or root
any will do okay
any will make mis-takes
cha-change the world.
Two doves building a place we love
memories of our love.
SGAP: Symptom of the careless one
love is undecidable
lets wait till dusk and see the owl of minerva
But now the minds have changed, and the earth has turned
every eye catches the new light
the golden soul would parade over the worlds curtain and its lingerie
the marble would gasp and brush fuchsia to the lilies,
turquoise to the daffodils,
even in chance of a lunar greeting
swimming fingers would curl eyelashes,
spilling rain and tossing hair,
and in every house the wild coffee would stimulate
shaken before the afternoon, curve after curve the spectrum would saturate.
Swift our hands.
Faith is not blind.
Faith is not blind.
stripes traced on sleeves
the ones you first met will be the ones who less believe
yet we
leave something out overlooking the doubts
it is an exception we can knot through or perceive
in theory and
as we conclude and solve by our rules
the apparatus trance is the enigma in our schools
we believe
Faith is not blind
Grades, when I sought you out
I could not anticipate
our plays of thought,
cobbled lines, straight to current state
call me cherry chimichonga
because I'm fine and sweet
S-G-A-P
Think with me, it's a treat
this beat, this beat, is where we meet
repeat this neat percussion from carried feet
axioms are obsolete when we cannot complete
need, representable, with our discreet meet
what fills the void, betwixt the employed
observations, postulations we're not believed so destroyed
sing with me these us people who trace cassation prix
allocate a melting pot of coy notations to decree.
Czar Sicarius
the mystery nefarious
multiply lines to find my eudaimonia
maybe we could cut the world in two
so powerful a magic
trace capitals on every map you find
these animals will take over your life
Tree or root
any will do okay
any will make mis-takes
cha-change the world.
Two doves building a place we love
memories of our love.
SGAP: Symptom of the careless one
love is undecidable
lets wait till dusk and see the owl of minerva
But now the minds have changed, and the earth has turned
every eye catches the new light
the golden soul would parade over the worlds curtain and its lingerie
the marble would gasp and brush fuchsia to the lilies,
turquoise to the daffodils,
even in chance of a lunar greeting
swimming fingers would curl eyelashes,
spilling rain and tossing hair,
and in every house the wild coffee would stimulate
shaken before the afternoon, curve after curve the spectrum would saturate.
Swift our hands.
Faith is not blind.
Faith is not blind.
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:29.95] Life contains loves like
[00:31.55] stripes traced on sleeves
[00:32.70] the ones you first met will be the ones who less believe
[00:35.76] yet we
[00:37.50] leave something out overlooking the doubts
[00:40.39] it is an exception we can knot through or perceive
[00:43.26] in theory and
[00:44.98] as we conclude and solve by our rules
[00:48.27] the apparatus trance is the enigma in our schools
[00:51.02] we believe
[00:52.72] Faith is not blind
[01:05.87] Grades, when I sought you out
[01:07.27] I could not anticipate
[01:08.54] our plays of thought,
[01:09.46] cobbled lines, straight to current state
[01:11.01] call me cherry chimichonga
[01:12.56] because I'm fine and sweet
[01:13.78] S-G-A-P
[01:15.26] Think with me, it's a treat
[01:16.25] this beat, this beat, is where we meet
[01:18.54] repeat this neat percussion from carried feet
[01:21.54] axioms are obsolete when we cannot complete
[01:24.40] need, representable, with our discreet meet
[01:27.08] what fills the void, betwixt the employed
[01:29.14] observations, postulations we're not believed so destroyed
[01:31.79] sing with me these us people who trace cassation prix
[01:34.33] allocate a melting pot of coy notations to decree.
[01:37.58] Czar Sicarius
[01:40.11] the mystery nefarious
[01:43.46] multiply lines to find my eudaimonia
[01:48.25] maybe we could cut the world in two
[01:55.56] so powerful a magic
[01:59.52] trace capitals on every map you find
[02:04.95] these animals will take over your life
[02:09.63] Tree or root
[02:12.52] any will do okay
[02:17.54] any will make mis-takes
[02:22.90] cha-change the world.
[02:25.20] Two doves building a place we love
[02:33.51] memories of our love.
[02:52.02] SGAP: Symptom of the careless one
[02:54.63] love is undecidable
[02:57.89] lets wait till dusk and see the owl of minerva
[03:20.68] But now the minds have changed, and the earth has turned
[03:24.77] every eye catches the new light
[03:27.05] the golden soul would parade over the worlds curtain and its lingerie
[03:30.80] the marble would gasp and brush fuchsia to the lilies,
[03:34.43] turquoise to the daffodils,
[03:36.14] even in chance of a lunar greeting
[03:38.76] swimming fingers would curl eyelashes,
[03:40.79] spilling rain and tossing hair,
[03:43.18] and in every house the wild coffee would stimulate
[03:46.10] shaken before the afternoon, curve after curve the spectrum would saturate.
[03:51.59] Swift our hands.
[03:53.06] Faith is not blind.
[04:01.04] Faith is not blind.
[04:20.49]
[00:31.55] stripes traced on sleeves
[00:32.70] the ones you first met will be the ones who less believe
[00:35.76] yet we
[00:37.50] leave something out overlooking the doubts
[00:40.39] it is an exception we can knot through or perceive
[00:43.26] in theory and
[00:44.98] as we conclude and solve by our rules
[00:48.27] the apparatus trance is the enigma in our schools
[00:51.02] we believe
[00:52.72] Faith is not blind
[01:05.87] Grades, when I sought you out
[01:07.27] I could not anticipate
[01:08.54] our plays of thought,
[01:09.46] cobbled lines, straight to current state
[01:11.01] call me cherry chimichonga
[01:12.56] because I'm fine and sweet
[01:13.78] S-G-A-P
[01:15.26] Think with me, it's a treat
[01:16.25] this beat, this beat, is where we meet
[01:18.54] repeat this neat percussion from carried feet
[01:21.54] axioms are obsolete when we cannot complete
[01:24.40] need, representable, with our discreet meet
[01:27.08] what fills the void, betwixt the employed
[01:29.14] observations, postulations we're not believed so destroyed
[01:31.79] sing with me these us people who trace cassation prix
[01:34.33] allocate a melting pot of coy notations to decree.
[01:37.58] Czar Sicarius
[01:40.11] the mystery nefarious
[01:43.46] multiply lines to find my eudaimonia
[01:48.25] maybe we could cut the world in two
[01:55.56] so powerful a magic
[01:59.52] trace capitals on every map you find
[02:04.95] these animals will take over your life
[02:09.63] Tree or root
[02:12.52] any will do okay
[02:17.54] any will make mis-takes
[02:22.90] cha-change the world.
[02:25.20] Two doves building a place we love
[02:33.51] memories of our love.
[02:52.02] SGAP: Symptom of the careless one
[02:54.63] love is undecidable
[02:57.89] lets wait till dusk and see the owl of minerva
[03:20.68] But now the minds have changed, and the earth has turned
[03:24.77] every eye catches the new light
[03:27.05] the golden soul would parade over the worlds curtain and its lingerie
[03:30.80] the marble would gasp and brush fuchsia to the lilies,
[03:34.43] turquoise to the daffodils,
[03:36.14] even in chance of a lunar greeting
[03:38.76] swimming fingers would curl eyelashes,
[03:40.79] spilling rain and tossing hair,
[03:43.18] and in every house the wild coffee would stimulate
[03:46.10] shaken before the afternoon, curve after curve the spectrum would saturate.
[03:51.59] Swift our hands.
[03:53.06] Faith is not blind.
[04:01.04] Faith is not blind.
[04:20.49]