Deep Puddle Dynamics The Candle Lyrics

dose:
folding folding hues folding deep thin air devoured its seeding a droplet sears the stillness of s___e dissolved
narry aflicter wavers its light breath seeping through shapes solved heaving about shade after been shaved
gentials swimming formless nature of nature busting in flames
growing silent fury of element glowing eternity ripples reaching for capture found oxygen needy of oxygen
folding hues of perfect white silk in flowing a gentile-yellow overlaps ?apolvaultsintherep?
past dancing edges ?orange? by fusing the warm casing of winds spinning shadows between the fragile billion of its shed and passionateer
dust roaring tender toward immortal brains replenished to brinks dissappeared prisoner to its purity and nothing more
prisoner to its pure

sole:
im tired of being hard headed being in sweated bedded with my past self regretted had to ?used to chill?
climbin down the molehill of made of my inate and a child still laughing but the future isnt as bight at the parliament
evidence is not a problem
?i've been up here? since the days of shakespeare
my poems pour problems
heres to what ive become
the sun will always be there to provide some inspiration
until im a figure in a museum
i remain in the amusment of ??? and evasion
remove my finger from your chest
these words were not made to seal your ?liberts? of ignorance
if the sludge was ever left i'm emphatic inadequate in this till i can once again become fathomed
wish i could grasp my torso but it slips through my hands like my hands
it all comes hand in hand with primitive grip by there i grope
angrily bubbling its changing me my whole outlook
hey ma look at me no form!
?? on the notebook
im not the man i was on my last endeavor
the rest of you shut up
i lack the ability to pull myself back together

chorus

nature of nature bursting
the sun will always be there to provide some inspiration
clarifying cobwebs and corners give me that warm feeling
contained chaos replaced with natural gracefulness

alias:
being surrounded by wax you'd swear i was a dj
even in this nocturnal life i never see the light of day
(so may) i wander through my enwrapped body to try and find
the pinnacle of my presence my totally pure state of mind
overtalk gets cheated
only in darkness i am truly living for my immediate partner for the light
he was born forgiving
standing tall and thin you cant really make out my mask
the life span i was handed is desparing depressingly fast
ive seen 40 nights but i cant recall any days
my peak is starting curled connecting with the wind, it sways
i interact with my co-horts who illuminate various s___es
masters, meeting my match on a regular basis
i wait while the second hand keeps moving and stopping
surrounding cylinders are quickly dripping and sopping
feeding puddles in which i envisioned my own reflection
growing closer to the ground level section by section
previously i stood erect how i long for a dusk or dawn of yesternight's
witnessing peoples rights
and peoples wrongs
symphony playing in the background to elevate my mood, i compact
becoming well aware that my ending existence is a fact
thoughts flash back a being closer to the ceiling
clarifying cobwebs and corners give me that warm feeling
feeling cheated for all the energy i relinquish
near my dying cry as my soul is slowly extinguished

slug:
you can count on me to hold steady let end and drip
down can count on me whenever youre ready to shed a glimpse
of light on whatever the situation is
the contained chaos replaced with natural gracefulnes
ive felt em come and go you aint different then the rest of them
different colors different scented ones
nothin changes but the auroa and i only notice a slight renderin
and it secures my existence my usefulness depends on em
im immobile inanimate a feeble decoration
for this inadequate planet i took no part in creatin
so i make my reality
consume my s___e
to play an intricate role behind those shadows on your face
foundation never needed to be the shine
illumination i'm content with my place and time
affilitaion reap desire hunger for solidarity
traces of your visit and depart your scattered
my heart is matted with your remains
but nothing matters next to the fact is fashions just how we're arranged
its all deranged how your smile's really a frown
cuz once you burn up melt down
i'll still be around
its like that

chorus

nature of nature bursting
the sun will always be there to provide some inspiration
clarifying cobwebs and corners give me that warm feeling
the contained chaos replaced with natural gracefulness