Reality
Is a drug
I am addicted

Analog frequency
I hear its nuance
I can tell it from the digital

Pre-existence
Got too close and gravity pulled me in
Locomotion brought me the distance

My body
Is a vessel
With a locked captain’s door

I can rise above
I can pretend
I am swimming in the open
I am swimming in the open

I wanna get so high
When I wave my goodbyes
As I soar past the skies

I can travel
Through space and time
But it’s still only mine
But it’s still only mine

I relapse
I forget
Pull my till through the soil

Soap opera stars
Thrown up couches and fancy cars
Country music don’t go too far

Father Time, Mother Nature
Who woulda known he’d rape her
And now I think I have to save her

Someday I will detox
I’ll go back to my roots
And so will you

Someday I will return
Perfect package or crash-and-burn
As long as I remember what I learned

I’ll remember what I’ve learned
I’ll remember what I’ve learned
I’ll remember what I’ve learned

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