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Sunday, March 25, 2012

[SING]


[SING]

DEDICATED TO DEE BATES...
THE MUSIC...
http://youtu.be/_AucaM7c9i4

COME SING TO ME.
SING SONGS OF LOVE AND SONGS OF PAIN INTO MY RECEPTIVE EARS...TELL ME OF YOUR PAST.
AS YOUR WORDS SWEEP ME OFF OF MY FEET AND CARRY ME GENTLY ON THE WAVES OF PERCEPTION...LAY ME DOWN SOFTLY.
I SHALL LIVE IN THE TONES THAT FORM IN THE VOCAL CHORDS OF YOUR THROAT AND FLOW PAST YOUR LIPS...FOOD FOR A STARVING SAGE...DRINK FOR A THIRSTY TRAVELER.
SUCH BEAUTY THAT LIES IN THE SYMPHONIC DISTRIBUTION OF YOUR SYNTAX...INSINUATED IN PSYCHES...SUBSONICALLY SOUND SONGS IN THE ATMOSPHERE OF MY BEING.
IN THE JUNGLE OF MY ORIGINALITY WHERE I AM KING NONE STANDS ABOVE AND NONE BELOW...YOU REMIND ME OF COLORFUL BIRDS THAT FILL THE CANOPIES OF MASSIVE TREES AND SERENADE THE GROUND BELOW...FROM WHENCE ALL LIFE HAS IT ORIGINS.
ERUPTIONS OF INSURMOUNTABLE POWER THAT FORMED THE MOUNTAINS AND THE VALLEYS...LAVA THAT FLOWS AND GLACIERS MELTING AWAY IN THE ARCTIC.
FOR IN YOUR WORDS ARE HIDDEN KEYS THAT WERE MADE IN THE MOST ANCIENT OF TIMES...FLUID LICKS AND PHAT RHYMES.
COME SING TO ME. 

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