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Cosmic Couch
02:22
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Finger printing ink in symmetry galactic rings in synchrony
Macro blinks in infancy patterns existing cyclicly
Naming nabs nobility phantasm sings soliloquy
Composing holy trinities unfolding poem ellipticity
Boldly golden scripture screens devotion owned religion speaks
Open ocean drifting sea,s folk can roam in misery
Smoking notes where wisdoms been cloaking only mystics see
Doping on holistic memes broken codes within the dream.
Risis breach the thigle frequency Vis a vis unspeakably
Limits exist within the reach whats beyond thought inconceivably
within belief we scheme and scheme reason is a thievery
What you keep won’t set you free all must be received in peace
And let pass as it needs to be the left path not indecency
Essential to the weavings needs inverted service she redeems
Ungodly speech synops a mean, words intern what we teach
Determine me as grieving needs In urgency we leave these themes.
Freudian gazing at the ceiling, voiding naming, TV dreaming,
Concealing demons, seeking meaning Were re repeating weekend grieving
Android steaming feelings, see for what are we competing?
Thank god for intervening I am Illogically conceiving
Indecency, defeating and redeeming all achieving
Weaning off believing, cheating faith today deceiving
Reading magazines were bleeding Teeming fiends of inner screaming
Its demeaning to the healing, When all we really need is easy
But something in between always comes up with a good reason.
To demonise our being and the breathing were receiving
An evening with machines is mischievous buy all eventually
Let me see were already as we are and as were meant to be.
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Just Dance
02:52
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Beautiful landscapes you paint with your dance sway
Dance floor Canvas is your fantasy mandate
I can’t shake, all your psychedelic imagery
Symmetry envisioning the life that death has given me.
Epitome epiphany Wizardry of wiggly
Your bodies movement is the beauty of simplicity
Your form a flux of fluidity
Vividly, when you choose to groove you Captivate Calligraphy
Navigate Divinity, Flow in no direction
Show us no discretion Glow and know perfection.
No possessions, the road to your dimension
a quest where every step is a lesson in expression
No exceptions move like you were born to
Your movements so smooth you grooving with the floor too
I applaud your truth you take a chance
Advance I’m in a trance everybody get up and just Dance
Just Dance x2
Advance I’m in a trance Everybody get up and just Dance.
I peg your pardon Your mechanics a botanical garden.
Dance floor manager expanding your Damage in arson.
Your grace natural habitat Almanac of choreography
More provocative movements Move me more than hypnotic beats.
I’m almost toppling if not for your balance and poise
Replacement candidate for cannabis the way you manage the noise
You’ve abandoned a choice Spontaneous display of radiance
Miscellaneous movements In the ancient stadium .
You never cease to amaze me
I could watch you do your thing for minutes hours days weeks
Your a romance of hypnotic trance
when I see you get down I gotta get up I just dance.
You never cease to amaze me
I could watch you do your thing for minutes hours days weeks
Your a romance of hypnotic trance
when I see you get down I gotta get up I just dance.
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H.F Jeez
01:33
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I like all the different shades of green dripping from the breeze.
Floating the serene decoding potency of trees.
Theres a moment in between when your focus is in freeze
And your soaked in the poets holy openness and ease
I’m like Holy frickin' jeeze yo, not only THIS is me
THAT consistently agrees, an altruistic link indeed.
Intrinsically we are complete from what we breath to what we eat.
Especially beneath your feet, a concrete treatment for a street.
If inhalation is a bridge from without to what is in.
Is there a difference in existence? Is my sixth sense kicking in?
When exhalation is escaping it is tasty to the trees.
Likewise exchanging what we need we each others lungs indeed.
I’m like Holy frickin' jeeze yo, not only THIS is me
THAT consistently agrees we are a system thats called breath.
We are a team on this planet dancing planting our own seeds.
Achievement is agreement for mutual benefit over greed.
The inanimate is THAT rudimentary form of consciousness
The rock not just a rock he’s rocking out to natures concerts and
An integral living part of all the art that’s is surrounding us
How profound we only found when expound an outstanding trust.
I’m like Holy frickin' jeeze yo, were made of the same stuff.
Interstellar debris never seems to matter till we wake it up.
We take up space but the space needed us to manifest
to differentiate its self from the never ending vast expanse.
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Samsara
03:05
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I put my faith on a sanskrit phrase chanting a mantra,
Landscape sound waves mapping an atlas.
A cactus sounds strange I put my trust in a practice.
Now the governors last days in the gut of Galactus.
The brother was anxious never was there another Atlantis.
A civilisation insinuating that someone needs answers.
But who good enough to puts their love in the gangsters?
And say boys will be boys, Appreciating troublesome chancers?
Your habitats a matter of fact only when your mother had cancer.
standing up and commanding others in an environmentalist fanfare
I dress them up in some antlers, Carcosa a symbiosis.
Victims exposed in the poets most intimate moment.
You only think of devotion yet never except rejection
As a necessary step in infinite directions.
Were an eclectic collection, separated colorful sections.
Mining for diamonds keeping time in a struggle for weapons.
Vote on another election, prophets profiting from death.
Sowing another intent into an open ocarina set.
I walk a scenic path quoting an awkward Jesus wrath
Science seeking a religion in precision and breathing math.
The leader lags he leaves his staff, cast down to the dirt road.
The path taken the path chose not to abandoned his work load.
Serve those in turn who would think not of serving the helpless.
Palpitating hearts are starving to harness the power of what the true wealth is.
The elk is the great spirit of the forest demanding his returned head.
They burn red seas to hot ash not parting the words dead.
So the Earth bled for the agenda of her children thinking nothing of it.
Material serial murderers returning love to the hunting summit.
God I love it in all its troubled interconnected beauty.
I’m at peace with war not interested in choosing a duty.
Its rewardingly soothing, dubious music from my guitara.
A drop sand into a mandala grain at a time in samsara.
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Leigh Michael County Wicklow, Ireland
Native to Bray Co. Wicklow, Leigh Michael is a diverse rapper who practices a wide variety of styles and collaborates with
different producers.
Today taking a psychedelic approach to lyricism he continues to pay homage to the schools of thought that transformed his perspective on what it means to lead a happy and fulfilling life.
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