A song about not being here or there or anywhere. But instead being somewhere
stoner song
look outside in the open green skies
melancholy is here beside us
looking out over the wide expanse
where the waterfalls flow upwards
and the silent sighs of the misty O's
flow away from us gently
calmness decends the night
and all around us is everything we ever imagined
the looks of evil dare not dwell
in the place we call our own
the angels dont cry
because we are at peace
the massacre of the mind swells with hate
the flowers that we associate ourselves with
send these thoughts away
and what we say
makes no sense
but still we understand
and when we are not here in this place
we wallow in our self pity
and thoughts of the way it could be
are clouded by the thoughts
of how it once was
within the minds eye
the perception of what was
is disintegrated by the sound
of falling memories
the discomfort of the heart
is rocked by the tremors
of what the mind desires
and the green skies descend
the haze of our lives disperses
and we are one
with the hope that one day
things wont be this way
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