In progress.

In progress

Im trying to make sense of the verse thats rising
when a voice in the darkness says
the way to make sense is to stop trying
you cant make sense mate you not going to make sense
when you trying so hard it complicates
you got to slow down and itch your scratch
the way to create is to sit back
freddy says
freddy says
the voice in the darkness
although its not that dark
out here on the street
its proper shining
the lamps the stars the sparkle on the road
your eyes their eyes the shimmers on our clothes
youve seen it done it got the tee
looking up
i look down
at the shoes on my feet
realise how theyve both started to speak
were blue and yellow not that that means anything
dont even belong to you
even though right now
were wearing the souls off your bones
they both start to sing
everybody gets set alight by fircats and teasers
you dont have to be alone you dont have to leave us
running barefoot across puddles
shouting out to the world
im jebus
freddy says
freddy says
breathe
take a chill pill stan
the mask you wear is outside banana clan
if you fly so high and start creating messy plans
your mind cant handle
get down with the flame dancing on a candle
try to understand
the way to be free its easy to decide
just be free and enjoy the ride
siiting on the dock
dont mean your waiting to die
they both start to sing
everybody gets set alight by fircats and teasers
you dont have to be afraid you dont have to leave us
i start to sing back
shoes its been a long time since you sang to me
its good to have you back ive been living in a dream
with my head stuck up my, way... in the clouds
so far away from down, to earth
creating beliefs that aint worth
nothing coss i admit it i lost the plot
forgot where i came from
who i was
what i am
pretending im a non materialistic
spiritual guy
when to be fair i like nothing better
then a bucket of chicken and a spliff outside
its easy to get confused in this reality
pretending day to day that there is a key
to life a purpose a goal some sort of mission
a remedy
i was sinking into false dreams
you got to be good for the good of your soul
thats the thing you dont
you can be whatever you want to be
so its time to stop being judge mental
and start rolling with this in sanity
i aint got those shoes anymore
they popped their clogs
distant memories
like my bones
the holes in my t-shirt
burnt by hot rocks
so what ive gots worth more than dark boots made from leather
you know leopards changing spots when
parting birds of a feather
start getting back togethor
i look down at my feet
looking up
they sing
eveybody gets set alight by fircats and teasers
you dont have to be alone you dont have to leave us