The sensation of living/ Swimming through the sand/ Gotch ya bitch held like contraband. A vacation constantly/ Sipping from a can/ While she's dripping from my hand. The coast smells of festivities/ A boardwalk drops in serotonin. It glows from released civility/ The tides call, but do I go in/ Seeds of need are all but sewn in. Skyscraper sunflowers/ Patch the sky/ They patch the skies for you. A boardwalk drops in serotonin A sweet release from the heat/ Reminiscent of kiwi/ And bright avenues. The tides call, but do I go in/ Seeds of need are all but sewn in, again. Daydreaming oceans/ Cascading sweetly. In comes in waves/ I surf them discreetly. A treacherous heat/ That comes at you freely. A delicious treat/ That you've never had the chance to eat. The water slide within my eyes/ Became a constant sighting. I feel fine.... Poolside parrot gets drunk and lit/ He rides the rainbow lightning. In your light. (I feel fine) A breeze of activity/ And ecosystems/ Breath symphonies. (In your sunshine) Assimilate to the mass/ Of masked matter. Masquerading/ Questioning what matters. Poolside parrot/ Will you grow up/ To take responsibility? Of the choices that you've made. Fermented tastes/ Are ingrained inside me. The sensation of living/ Swimming through the sand/ Gotch ya bitch held like contraband. A vacation constantly/ I'm sipping from a can/ While she's dripping from my hand. The panic, the pressure/ The manic, depression. I had the impression/ That this was forever. Pragmatic to intentions They're not sympathetic. Forever poetic, and we won't remember Clouds come to dress/ The warm atmosphere with death. Drawing a monsoon/ It's quite severe. A parasol, and a pair of souls/ Parlaying solace/ They're soulless during the solstice. The scribes hypothesize the coming of end days/ They appeared eyeless with hearts of grey. As they claimed they turn the skies... ...black (I feel fine) A breeze of activity/ And ecosystems/ Breath symphonies. (In your sunshine) Assimilate to the mass/ Of masked matter. Masquerading/ Questioning what matters. Poolside parrot/ Will you grow up/ To take responsibility? Of the choices that you've made. Fermented tastes/ Are ingrained inside me. I feel fine/ A whisper breaks the silence/ She stands beyond his reach. A shiver made from regrets/ He approaches with ease. In your light "Embrace upon the warmth", It whispered/ "Take this breath with heavy lungs". It was at this moment she realized/ That to him, she was the sun.... I feel fine. A breeze, a breeze/ It breaths, it breaths/ Life into the lungs of beings. In your sunshine. Being berated/ For lack of concentration . Poolside parrot/ Will you grow up/ To take responsibility? Of the choices that you've made. Then the sun eclipsed/ And it rained. Endless rain...