My heart's beating
Like the tribes
Rising like the

Phoenix out the ashes
When I channel rhyme
Freedom of the mind

Ain't a crime ban the alibi
Ignite the light body
Pull my arms back and forth

Forth and back
Back and forth
Then I'm taking flight

There's a star
There's a star
There's a Star Being

High up in the sky
Don't be startled
When you see them

In essence they're
Getting more present
AM to the PM

Trust in the heart
Don't trust in the P.M.
Real eyes

Realise
Real lies see them
With the three of them

Pinecone
Replicated shape
Stays key to the seat

Of the soul of your being
Gold tights healing
No time to reason

Ghost in the speaker
Bringing heat
For the evening

Opening the curtain
Then enveloped
By a purple light

Lightning strikes fireflies
Dying on a rainbow vibe
Mind frame mesmerised

Photogenic exercise
Saving memories
Every millisecond

Is well advised
Where do you exist I
If there's no such thing as time?

Where do you exist
If there's no such thing as time?


CHORUS:
On the piff highway traveling
Linking up with the mountain men

Eons of years more advanced
Why you doubting them?
Who you? Who am I?

Stars we count as them

VERSE 2:

I'm at a base
In the hollow earth
With the Jura Mountain men

Converse with telepathic words
Let me cut to the chase
Pass the secateurs

I'm paid a visit
From bees in the park
It's regular

Met them at the centre
Of the first conceived nebula
Structure of the message

That was left was molecular
It said that Mother Earth's in trouble
And we must respect her

Elevate our frequencies
Meditate and connect with her
Never heckle her heckle her
Heck we're still in debt to her
For blowing up

The nukes in her womb
And fooled to neglect her
Better change our actions
Coz she's running
Out of nectar

We don't wanna fall fall
Like like the rain rain
Maybe there's a couple people
Think I gone insane, sane
In the brain brain

In the brain brain
Or maybe they have
For not really using theirs
Shooting clay pigeons
When you need to eat

Is not prepared especially
When food for thoughts
Flavours way better here
Time to lose the blinkers
Wipe the sleep off and stare
Fire coining out the speakers

Energies like solar flares
Old mottos come to mind
He who dares wins, I dared
Going on veterany
But there's no pets in here
Straight wild animals
That put a saber tooth

Through fearrrrrrrrrrrrrr
I think I made that clear
I think I made that clear

CHORUS