written while i was all depressed awhile back,
about my night time adventures wandering various cities.
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AposL is the new age Hip-Hop/Trip-Hop music.
Story behind the song
all 3 verses are in different cities.
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Flash, I wake up in a pool of sweat, upset with these dreams that keep my god complex in check. Inspect, sacred documents of thoughts in text, taught to reflect on what I THOUGHT was next. And theres a pain in my chest that wont rest, butterflies attack my insides, I can tell their in pain..I can hear their screams and cries. I lie, wide awake trying to escape from this place I hate. I take and take, I bend but I wont ever break. I get up and walk out the door to explore a place Ive never been before...somehow ended up at the ocean shore. I watch the waves crash, thrash and smash. Sands of time slip through my hands as present turns into the past. I cant grasp or catch memories I wish would last, I always seem to attach to the things i cant ever have. In a trance I gaze out over the Pacific, Intution; I wish she was here to witness this---beautiful and pure. My heart hurts with memories of her but I wont block em out or push em down cause ide be like every other zombie in this town/ Ima be a man, embrace, face it, plus my love is too strong to pretend that I can erase.
And no matter how much I attain self knowledge,
Self knowledge doesnt take away this feeling to hollowness
I follow the wind---in hopes it will guide me home but no,
I just roam zones alone. Chromosomes in my dome have shown
Im prone to be blown go
[Verse 2]
Yet another night im awaken by my screams, so I set forth on the NV city streets. I look into the faces of people as we walk by, two lifes connect for a split second, secrets come alive and die. I dont know them--and they certainly dont know me. But I know inside their feeling just as lonely as me.
Nothing ever sleeps, you can feel sin as it creeps, deceit;
all the wolves are dressed up as innocent sheep.
[Verse 3]
I dont know where i am...and I think that was the plan
Landscapes work like brand-name band-aids, man hates the barricades set up by fate. He lost is mate in the masquerade, she switched her face and ditched this place. Now Im searching for angels in space to tell me where she stays, days turn into night. The 'stars' shine bright, light the sky. Compared it to the look in her eyes, when I looked into her eyes I could of died.
Time didnt exist, except seconds together missed.
Back to reality, Its two thirty--too early to accept its too late to save the day, the world, and get the girl. A man with a peculiar face stops me to ask for directions and Im glad I dont have the answers to his questions.
"No sir, Im just a drifter and I dont know where that is either, see ya"
In this city the angels fly way low, I found a mangled halo underneath a table stapled to a contract. Got that, feeling in my gut back, 'stuck trapped'.
Shes all I see in pitch black, seek facts, addressing regression lessons and questions on how to mend, cause Im still trying to comprehend how and why I lost my best friend.
