Subculture Sage Captain And The Purple Lady
I feel I'm slowly slipping into a next dimension
I feel my visions going and being replaced by flashing lights
It's not my city, evil is no longer chasing me
I need to grow my wings back. Angels have to fly
I'm back now, back out of the background, back with a bang "that sound"
Back from the depths of the unknown where the sun comes up but it never goes back down
Watch close, we're all frequencies
It seems to be this view is called mad now
Or it was then, we've all been asleep, wakey wakey guys it's a crackhouse
There's good here but still bad there we must learn the bad to be good
That's what Niccolo said but Niccolo's Dead, nor is he from these parts of the wood
Time goes on and I try and act honestly but why did it have to get to a time where iv got to be
History repeats, see what's forgot reads, tread lightly when the monster sleeps
I feel I'm slowly slipping into a next dimension
I feel my visions going and being replaced by flashing lights
It's not my city, evil is no longer chasing me
I need to grow my wings back. Angels have to fly
Watch the smoke circle around the room
Trancend, become the smoke, its movements bound by you
An ounce of truth is hard to take with a pinch of salt, lift your soul
Who's in control? A show of ha ds around the room
Still up on that kean though, xannys get them I dead that
Iv said it before I'll say it again we are our only setbacks
Get that into your head, start thinking my friend, feel what it is because we're them
Forget the drop just connect the dots our spirits will never end