the grey king
staring out in to the orange electric light
towering high above the black sky striking at my life
the force gale winds are no match for the pelicans
as i left my body being pulled out by the riptide
the moons timing wrapped my body in gravity's eye
as the gleaming town got dimmer, i filled with water
laid flat and went under, where i felt like a ghost
but my skin was warm, my blood pumped strong like a newborn
just keep breathing, just breathe in
running under afternoon graying green clouds
on these ghost old cobblestone stone streets
i am feeling the misty beginning of a cold breeze
the blackbirds fly around harping about spanish melodies
the sunlight sets high above me, enter the grey king
the thundering band begins with bass drum beats
lighting then joins in electrifying my limbs
this is where i believe nostalgia ends.
just keep breathing, just breathe in
towering high above the black sky striking at my life
the force gale winds are no match for the pelicans
as i left my body being pulled out by the riptide
the moons timing wrapped my body in gravity's eye
as the gleaming town got dimmer, i filled with water
laid flat and went under, where i felt like a ghost
but my skin was warm, my blood pumped strong like a newborn
just keep breathing, just breathe in
running under afternoon graying green clouds
on these ghost old cobblestone stone streets
i am feeling the misty beginning of a cold breeze
the blackbirds fly around harping about spanish melodies
the sunlight sets high above me, enter the grey king
the thundering band begins with bass drum beats
lighting then joins in electrifying my limbs
this is where i believe nostalgia ends.
just keep breathing, just breathe in