My breathe picks up
The breeze is tough
To control
So let the winds go
Clear out your souls goal
Portugal beat France
Toe to toe we all dance
What's a woe in a world of wow
What's owed to ode my lovely town
People grown out of their childhood
People in grown to chemicals soot
Spot to hot clique gets lost in space and time soul either divine or stolen all on the line frozen with a drop of wine my blood seems to plasmatic be live be me hive buzzing with activity my mirror mind is moving siddhis see he d for what ever ji working on the plan see popping copping never stopping whopping a beat topping the reach of those in their seats
Just happy to be
