Bootleg Oracle

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The Beat was skippin stones on my soul
Unlocking an unstoppable idea
I got that bootleg magic

Heartbeat of the universe
Touch the sky, kiss when you die
No memory, nothing in the mind

Forgotten dreams decay
Neon moss enshrouds the skin
The full eclipse of awareness

On a moonlight night
The muse waits in the shadows
To steal my loose change

When the world dissolves
Like castles in the sand
Watch perception come undone

Dreams turn into echoes of the future
And the word dust of the past

Children of the Digital Age
This is a calling card from the future

When did we stop aspiring to eternity?

The Paradox of scarcity amidst adundance
Is driving the world insane
Will the world the reclaim its soul, ever again?

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