25

We were sipping from a stream in the meadow,
Behind the craters in the ground,
Fall over the stairs,
Into the room,
I'm here holding hands,
With this hollow queen in resonance,
Chiming outside in the halls,
Go to Heaven where you belong,
No chiming of right or wrong,

All for the trees,
Because they have nobody
Hold em' down,
Against the ground,

Stain on trance,
I know what it's like to be you,
Astral procedures on my glance,
Distortion,
Where I'm all so innocent,
Leaving the ground,
Creepin' in,

Come talk to me now,
Don't meddle with cigarettes,
Hard down inside your substance,
Grass talking to me now,
Trees glowing and arms are outstretched,
Sliding across the ground,
Isn't it strange,
Meddling with 25,

Blotter on top of me,
There's room down underneath of,
Where I'm floating with pancakes,
And a moon full of blues,
On the heavy with my soda,
Rippling effect across molecules,

Turn these words into a dance,
Glow inside this trance,
Come sit inside my soul,
Temptation to grow,
Feeling off something peculiar,

How about you?