global warmin is just the storm
warnin us of the calm
before the aftershock...
'cause nonchalant clocks
called time to stop..
...wonderin whether or not
the raindrops will stop
gotta keep covering
the watercolored scenes
smearing the sidewalk
for the kids who use chalk
like prophets
who lost the nerve to talk...
..need to leave
this harmful harmony,
tossin rocks in a puddle
too deep to skip across...
mind off point and no joints
worth smokin
holdin hope in one hand
and six feet of rope in the other
nothings gone take me under,
summer love'll come to smother
another average joe..
too old to grow cold
or get cumbersome or somber...
thanks for the motivation
to aviate any plain grey skies
and find the world dark
only when shades are on my eyes.
i'm alive when radios have halos
and streets have teeth...
my soul knows anything goes
and those tracks will stay on repeat
though i'm close to pure soundwaves
freestylin' to a heartbeat
...no flames dancin today,
just illumination from light poles
keeping my rhymes clothed
like white robes, shinning bold
until we're all crowned
with rings of gold.
"these wings we'll sow"
is a promise i haven't broke..