Not bad
Recorded on a phone in a guitar case
Molecules dissipate
Disperse & re-coagulate
Breathe in & out
There is nothing more
I am mist, you are steam
We are clouds
We are drifting away
Drifting away
Thru one of many heavens
A blue light prevails
We dream perfect music
We hang from our tails
To one of many hells
We sharpen up our horns
We plot our revenge
While waiting to be born
Particles of light, particles of matter
Come together for an instant, then scatter
Not bad
I need to get all my recording stuff back together and find a good insulated room so I can actually record again. The phone in the guitar case gig ain't the sound lol
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