Moody Blues
I
Poor favors let you know
Eso si que es (SOCKS)
If you got feet I got something
That might cover the chilly chills
Make sure you read the fine print
Before signing that deal
Might have your life on auction to the lowest bidder
All that fire water makes your grill bitter
Like the sour overpowered all actions
What happened to that passion
Christ being whipped out
Had Viejas praying to the senor for bendiciones
Saying gracias for their good graces
Amazing existence hasn’t expired
Before you retire allow for some sort
Of impact contributing to the world’s rotation
Name is one of primary attributes
So don’t underestimate infinite worth
Purpose must define search
Finding whatever remains in front of perplexed puzzle
Switch up your context
Develop your content
Thoughts are true sums of where you are headed
If you declared your visions
Effort must be effective
II
All praises due for making that move
Elevating somewhere beyond the block
Watch alternate versions of yourself
Running away from cops as they raid the spot
Looking for invisible trap doors
Next to cracks in the ground
How does the view sound?
Like sirens lighters flicking harsh curses
Frustrated cries releasing cold bullets to fly
To places we dreamed we could touch
Rush of blood floating backwards
In congested veins bringing goosebumps
To skin’s surface
Hardest work has been overstanding the cost
Of weight attached to slumped shoulders
Every soldier eventually goes back home
Whether in a box or flawed flesh
Unable to shake fatal mistakes
That have you second guessing present actions
Progress has you considering
Against the grain struggle lack of hustle
Has resulted in your broke baller status
Cold season has only affected your preexisting disorder
Younger perspective us comtemporary character
Would be a complete slaughter
Pick up quickly whatever you left behind
III
Ain’t nothing particular holding you down
Allow the empty air to easily oppress
Cool wind discourages you to bounce
How rapidly ounces disintegrate to cloudy emotions
Potions evaporate in front of chemical reactions
Causing molecules to collide
Breakdown of atomic structure
Secondary rupture causing slippage
On your sure footing
Putting your point of view on full blast
Don’t drop the climate control setting
Frosty to brisk regretting reason
Believing in false ideas
Has you committed to false fuckery
That follows even more that fickle shadow
Have you bathing in shallow puddles
Figuring out what is currently happening
Like answers missing puzzle pieces
Destiny’s thesis lacks solid evidence
No credible references in hood’s tenements
Step foot in traps of shaky perhaps
Might land in solid maybe
Whatever your wet noodles
Don’t leave them dry without sufficient gravy
Lately really was all of a sudden
Claiming you are part of something
You are bluffing
IV
Your mood is connected to the clouds
When hanging low feels like you could grab the sky
When split open until bright blue
Confused by too many options
Locked in uncomfortable rigidity
Typically decisions flavored by whatever
You could put off for later
Better to be a creator
How your faith manifested
Confidence be battle tested streets approved
Polyrhythmic revolutionary groove designed
To inspire conspicuous popular consumption
Assumption of apathy towards every action
Precise reaction to soul clashing
Responsibility should give you sense of proper direction
Upon further reflection
Realize few protections from inevitable struggle
Listening to same songs
Heard different melodies
Homeopathic remedies more powerful
Than prescription invented to distance resistance
So futile
Anticipating fast transportation
Road guaranteed to have pothole turbulence
Disturbance in truculent universe
Find serenity
In silent solar system
Under star that guides your path
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