Run - Dark Time Sunshine

Architect like Audi would mind

You need to write down what you saw

Just as soon as the dreams out of time

Don’t wanna forget what you saw do you?

(Nope)

Every single note that you jot down could lead forth and continue through

What made you relapse in the same setting

Segway into every place you’ve been

While asleep from childhood to bedding

What you are able to willing to see with open mind

We are the soundtrack of HEAVEN SPACE AND MANKIND

Able to flatline without taking a life

An ordinary orbit, orbison and pet shop like

A touch of afterlife so I ever survive

You don’t believe in anything except how to provide

After the limey light, can’t seem to get it tight

Maybe we’re built for only loneliness and cold fright.

This is the only mindstate we’ve ever been to.

Except that you don’t know what you about to get into (AWAKE)

Is what you oughta be you gotta be wanderin round when walking with me

Eventually you gotta (RUN RUN)

Soak the streets as we wander upon these instrumentals

Tamper with physical proof that there’s unusual

Things that we can’t explain, GOOD, as well as, BAD, Medium

Palm reader like lines that tell you how long you have

Along with astrologists, terrors on the shore all the way to miracles happen in

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Follow a star it takes you north but don’t forget to bring a gift

Me and Zavala be the score and soundtrack that laces all of this

Cadillac, Audi, Porsche, Corvett and a Peacoat

For when you take a bulletrain all the way to a stage coach

R.E.M.

Midnight Oil, Red Denim Trousers

With a Velvet Fedora and some Binoculars for close browsers

You mean browsing?

Yes chap that’s what I meant

Rat-a-tat like sin to the ment

Conditions when poppin a wheelie on my paper route we hittin ya door

The news wrapped up in black in white, what more could you ask for?

We like that RCA dog upon your phono

Craftmanship is thought too in mono and put to blow you

Out of the way, a speaker exterior when it’s stereo

Scenario, itwasario, No Heart, Burial Fuel

Indian Fossils form matter to flow rancid

Cohen to Luger built for the passive to spin you backwards

We’re lettin the never lease out my mechanical pencil

Now I use a G1 as my main writing Utensil.

OKAY