jimi & andre (b-side)

before trap gods trapped god in a cellophane

a string of psychedelics grew from a better plane

he came to her

she laid claim to him

they blamed the world for pain

change

and sin

nothing was protected

love was eclectic

sparking a land of ladies electric

he was playing fast and loose

while she played masseuse in effort to sooth a soul so reckless

limbs so restless

from fighting the struggle

even a kings reign

can be found in a puddle

with plenty of her tears mixed in as the lights grew dim

with her whole universe tuned in

the purple haze left behind

as a long goodbye

to a clouds short life in the sky

eventually rain down purple

on this tiny blue marble

as a soundtrack to when doves cry

sometimes it's a. beautiful world

dirty

cruel world

wonderful world

i heard a little black rose croonin'

musta had a bit of prunin'

mournin turned noon

and little dew drops got her swoonin

oh lord

found peace in a bethlehem manger

oh lord

fell fast as a feather in a vacuum chamber

oh lord

she from a mean street

many envied all her green peace

didn't even want her in the game

small change

from the cheap seats

oh lord

watch her grow though

made of seasonings that we don't know

a seedling with a gold glow

reaching through the snow slow

as predators lurk in the corn rows

in a world that led her to thorn growth

met a man better than his wardrobe

body language speaking in hormone

oh lord

what to do now?

the past got her confused now

paint over the blue

pain is nothing new

this queen got a new crown

oh lord

let's kneel and pray

allow me put some skin on these words that we say

oh lord

if you up above

i'm owed a seed i can sew into love

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