Anonymous ID: 00e558 June 21, 2019, 10:28 p.m. No.6813228   ๐Ÿ—„๏ธ.is ๐Ÿ”—kun   >>3346 >>3369 >>3419

Crash-landings routinely happen

Some survive, others never rise from the ashes.

Watching asphalt and observing the Sabbath.

Creates an ecstatic and there you have it

From teenage love

Praying in tongue

Strange fruit, batty boots and native drums

From hence I come

So here we go

Signs and wonders all along the road

Some lies open

Some lies close

Some stretchers role with no lies at all.

Some riders don't know what they riding for

Hands on the wheel and their mind is gone

Wherever you ride, whatever your name,

This raw cold life is a beautiful thing

And we are alive in amazing times

Delicate hearts, diabolical minds

Revelations, hatred, love and war.

And more and more and more and more

And more of less than ever before

It's just too much more for your mind to absorb

It's scary like hell, but there's no doubt

We can't be alive in no time but now!