Primitive Reason El Plumero
Count the thousands by the fingers
A lineage of thousand wingers
Equal head Equal body and leg Feathers that linger
A piece is as complete as the whole in itself
And these wings play a piece in the soul of my self
My childhood was such a scary place Designed for such
a weary race
of prodigally raised methodical faces nevertheless,
in such a prime time the poets rhymed poetry
denounced decline arbitrary mounts of grime
stacked dirt was on the map and none could see
beyond reason none could see beyond the reason
saying don't be mad with us be sad with us
be glad that us is us be glad you're not alone
life from us is borne we told you once we told you
twice
so the wiseman in philosophy has one advantage
over mask and personality it's being conscious
that all life is one in unity so he is sane.
Insane is the man who maims the land
With a plan to know control, pursuing selfish goals
Earth knowledge now his demon,scarring his soul
We laugh 'cause we have seen him
We laugh 'cause we have been him yeah we laugh...
I don't know what happened,
It seemed as if things were on the right path
but something clicked inside of me that night
and from that moment onwards nothing was ever the
same.
Time changed. I felt I had lost something I yearn,
I also felt that it is something I must earn
like a key to a door I must learn to see
but the key and the door are inside of me...
Struggling with sand hands, drag the physical man
now in ugly demand, prepared to do it all
but can he withstand The fall of honor, He bleeds,
he's a goner in need To the strong who survive
The beholder holds comprehension as the way
the beholder folds the paper in which all sides
display
cuts out his own no ill intentions just different
dimensions,
dimensions just different different dimensions
justify,
reactions I defy the actions I uphold so
one day you have me, the next you don't
Now you love me, now you don't
Insane is the man who maims the land
With a plan to know control Pursuing selfish goals
Earth knowledge now his demon Scarring his soul
We laugh 'cause we have seen him
We laugh 'cause we have been him yeah we laugh
Sane is the man who claims the land is a plan
to know his soul refusing selfish goals
Earth knowledge now his daemon Carrying his soul
We laugh 'cause we have seen him
We laugh 'cause we have been him yeah we laugh
