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Pico de Gaia (Produced by Esse One)

from It's Not the End of the World​.​.​.​Wait, it is? by Errol Hem

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I was born into faith and beliefs that were anchored to me through repetition and fear
Full of anger and grief
FIlling handkerchiefs until I made the decision to veer right to a road I can comfortably travel
No battling uphill with thought of divinity pinning me down
Give me the clouds and green grass
What I see
What I feel
What I live
What I hear
Rhythm in the middle of the ears brings cheer and serenity
Preventing me from being unhinged
In a pinch or emotional ditch, gotta go for the switch
Keep reaching for what the sun gives
Light
Heat
Food
Medicine
Let it in
Mother knows best of provides
So take a deep breath and climb the steep side of a hill that'll lead to the steps in the sky
An exception to time and space
You can find your place in connection with everything else in existence
Helps for the misfits
Melt the wicks to burn bright as haze
Life's a maze and minds enslave us
Blinding sight from what surrounds
Fuck the ground
Touch the clouds
Start a conversation
There's always ice to break
A nice escape from the nights and days of quiet restraint in compliance with fate that's defined by faith in a blinded state of silent debate on what's right and what ain't
Gaia contains the guidance we place in the faceless name of praise
Instead of straying away from change, arrange a strange encounter or display
For today
Never let the next one hold your emotion
Focus on the open road
'Cause in-the-moment's the only reality we know
Clutch it
Hold it
Love it
Know it
Dust it
Mold it
Hone it
Let it grow into a beautiful field
Bearing the fruits and flowers only which you choose to reveal
Keeping bruises concealed can create illusions of real
Suited for beauty or weaponry entities cleverly use for the kill
With heavy confusion and zeal for a truth or a feeling conducive to healing
Improvement
A movement to betterment
Set it in sediment stone
We will exit alone in conclusion of being.
Whether mutual agreement or not, breath stops in a spot not plotted on the timeline
Time flies
So we keep on shooting for the ceiling if continuing to breathe
There's always new things to achieve
This skin is but an intimate imprisonment of innocence and we are something little but we live as if we don't bleed
Don't die
So I'm swimming in the breeze
Learning how I can appreciate the fact I'm alive
Deviating from the path they prescribe
Fuck a greedy nation running rampant with lies
I gotta steal a vacation to a vast land wide
Take a chance on life
We can dance all night`and plant all day
Work with our hands while we cast away from the master race they keep us running like rats in
What if I dash for the sunny sky passion?
Just keep your sunny side up
Try laughing
Nullify uptight action
Cast it aside like some old pad thai 'cause your soul can fly
Let it rise like bug bite rashes
In love-life fashion
Fastened with tongue-tied fascination traced back to basic pace
'Cause when the days turn to masquerades we stay anxious to mask our plagues
A nascar race, we circle the globe in search of a home
With personal goals to service our merciful souls and give us a purpose to work with over the hurt that emerges to burden the further advancement
Chance it
Take the risk
Make the best of a situation when it take a piss on your face
Make peace and stick with the path

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from It's Not the End of the World​.​.​.​Wait, it is?, released July 4, 2012
Produced by Esse One

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