This is an acapella of a song that may come to fruition later...
Made 2017
Lyrics: Toby Brock
Bear art: https://www.iainmacarthur.com/
Lyrics:
We fly under the sky
Soon we gonna be a goner be the armour and the knife
We buy thunder and hype
Put it in a jar and borrow pieces of our eaten time
Seek height plunder the light
Shining and reminding what we’re finding with our blinding sight
Be my piece of this life
Gathered from the scattered after matter that’s the aphrodite
I know everything will be alright
Given I am livin isn’t distance just a piece of mind
Even eyed seein’ my breathing hyde being
Believing even if I die I had my reason
Maybe for a baby cub
Maybe for my lady drug
Maybe a .380 slug missed and hit my crazy mug
Isn’t up really down?
Isn’t this a silly crown?
skilly really fills me willy nilly when I spill these sounds
Round
and round
we go
We don’t need no egos
Round
and round
We
breathe away the eager age to ether with the sweeter days
Hey yea
Play that
Memory again my friend
standing on my mind oh when we
Wound around the town and
sent them running for the fun of it
Gunnin it and running shit
now something is the sum of this
Summit that we sunk to hit
summed we are the sons of men
We fly under the sky
Soon we gonna be a goner be the armour and the knife
We buy thunder and hype
Put it in a jar and borrow pieces of our eaten time
Seek height plunder the light
Shining and reminding what we’re finding with our blinding sight
Be my piece of this life
Gathered from the scattered after matter that’s the aphrodite
