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Like a dangerous wine unfolded
Across an ancient bridge of gold
I see you girl, running with energy
For my misted almond legacy
You live as a Queen in a townhouse
With someone peeling grapes and placing them in your mouth
Is there a heart of flesh, inside your chest?
Or is it a thick white diamond
That's majestical.
I see you run across the bridge of gold
Want me to believe you're as old as I
I don't
I'm standing there with my sword
Just me in the purple sky
The thunder pours forth
I point my sword into the Universe
And I start to cry.
Like a jealousy fire that's flaming
Upon the ancient bridge of gold
I see the stick-shifters, weak as celery
Trying to get their tongues on my almond legacy
I live on the run, I got enemies
The same unchanged for twelve-plus centuries
Unhappy brown skins very contemporary
Look at me wishing, with a smidgen of jealousy
Beautiful brides on the bridge of fornever be
Begging me to go back and waste my energy
Beautified brides on the bridge of fornever be
Begging me to go back and taste my energy.
You want to get your hands on my timeless golden treasury
My milky almond necklace, timeless legacy
Pomegranate particles fall down into bed with me
Our bodies turn into white light, and we become melody.
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Bed of Truth
03:51
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I sleep in a bed of truth
I sleep on a bed of truth
I sleep on a bed of truth
I sleep with a bird of truth
She makes beautiful noises of youth
Sound like baby rubies, or fruit
She clings on for dear life to me
She clings on for dear life to me
We walk by a sandy beach, in a country
We forget our names and remember other things
We retire after sundown, remove our crowns and our gowns
Lay us down in a place that's round
We sleep in a garden of proof
We sleep in a garden, that's proof
We took in rose-scented air as we flew
We flew free while the flowers grew
You should sleep on a bed of truth
You should really sleep on a bed of truth
It's good for you.
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Doves are floating in the sky
I know why, I know why
Beautiful people with smiling eyes
I know why, I know why
Kids run around so high on life
I know why, I know why
My fingers move like water slides
I know why, I know why
There's a baby who's tucked away somewhere under a tree
His tired mama put him there, she says, "rest now, get some sleep,"
What do baby boys dream about, do you know? Do you remember?
What kind of things do they see
When they have a lazy dream in early November?
They see soft-circles in the sky
Then they see a rosy light
They see power coming from small things
Gigantic power, scary feelings
They're in touch with a fear we forgot
An awe of the All
A call fresh from the fall
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I know how to make beautiful face
I know how to make beautiful ways
I know how to stay in beautiful place
I know when you want me to go away
I know how to make beautiful art
I know how to craft beautiful craft
I know how to love, I give up my heart
But if you get sick of me then don't even ask
I know how to leave, I've always travelled
I'm just like the leaves, I spin and unravel
I wander and I weave through the wind and through gravel
Walk into the sea, only know how to paddle
Will you come with me? I'm looking for a hand
Someone who can love, even if they don't understand
I'm blind as the sun, smiling equal at everyone
I'm waiting for the brave one who'll walk into the sun
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A paper towel that’s absorbed some liquid
Soggy and nasty lying there so defeated
That's how it is with these burdens I live with
Think I can handle it, but I’m weak and diluted
Upon my shoulders, I been holding all of this
Like a pseudo-superman
Bridging a hole in the golden-gate bridge
Trynna save the world
While my heart's lost in a distant mist
Must I miss my own heart and my spirit?
Duty is beauty when your heart is a Spring
There ain’t no limits
To the Change and Joy that you can bring
Love is the water that brings all of your flowers in
Love is the water of life that you sing
Love is the water of life that you win
Love is the water of life that you spin
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Inches from the Deep
04:51
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I awake on a mountain breeze
I know how to breathe
I asleep on a merry-go-round
Very slow sound, I see
Mother virgin teenage children
Make it mine, a triple
Espresso, cars, keep me company, stars
I’m sharp like blue-jars of pickles
Keep this on my silhouette
Same thing as my gravestone
Black boy sheep star gazer of the desert
Gave you all his love through your headphones
Just when I get near
Inches from the deep
That’s when, I do hear
Pinches from my sleep
Very false eyes, give me fake-arse sighs
I seen you like a city
People mix up depth for excitement and flesh
I seen you, you’re just pretty
Take my hand, I know you wouldn’t give it
People these days are so antsy
Take my life, I know you can’t give
I’m trynna show you what is beauty.
Just when I get near
Inches from the deep
That’s when, I do hear
Pinches from my sleep
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The Shock of No
02:37
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Blood is Blind
04:50
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Blood is blind
It sneaks in from the side
It chooses a bride out of mind
Over time
Blood is blind
Blood is not wrong
Or kind
Blood is a boundless
Breathing bond
It'll take you to
Where you belong
Blood is blind
Fresh clear water or
Dark red wine
All of the time
Blood is blind
Blood ain't love
But it'll take you there
To the mountain air
Oh yeah
Blood ain't love
But it'll strangle you
Through the thick black veils
Of a glove
Blood ain’t the thinking (naa, naa)
Blood ain’t the beauty (naa, naa)
Blood ain’t the heartbreak (blah, blah, blah)
Blood ain’t the duty (ha, ha, ha)
Blood’s the journey (ya ya)
Blood’s the instinct (ya ya)
Blood is the God of you
The One to Believe in
Blood is what you are
It’s what you cannot escape
It’s what you try to transfuse and lose
The strange madness of your family you hate.
I drank yours, girl, and you drank mine
Try to forget ourselves
For a short time
For a short and very dry time
But within us is an ocean
Of what we are
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Orbs
03:14
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We live on the big blue
We live in the ocean
We love in the same space
We're in together
We're all drowned and alive
Gasping, barely living
We're all sound and highs
Multi-tasking and we're
Scarcely living
I get to know you, or
We've always known each other
Something there inside your orbs has been
Floating inside me forever
Rolling in the big green dream
On the same team
It don't matter where I go
You'll always hear my echo
I dreamt about you today
I had that dream before I met you
In the dream, de ja vous
'Was it ten years ago or last week?'
I get to know you, or
We've always known each other
Something there inside your orbs has been
Floating inside me forever.
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Byeuwtifl Trees
04:48
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When I've had it with the built-up forest
And the hustle-bustle
I go for open-plains
Where I find my spiritual muscle
I go for blue-trees
And open-sky ceremonies
I go for rejuvenation of my heart
Reconnect my sensitivity
Beautiful Trees
Beautiful Trees
Lovers we breed, just like the Chinese
Throw away your delicious bag of golden cookies
Baby it's time to get free
Stop scrolling while you eat
I miss staring deep
Into the distant, dark recesses of people's ears
But if they've got music on
Why don't they drink it fully down
Instead of using it as background noise?
What happened to sitting down
With no lights and just sound?
Is music not enough?
Is music not enough?
Beautiful Trees
Beautiful Trees
.(Rain).
I seek colours, and the glory of things
They have faded, now I just see pictures of things
I seek feelings, and the romance of things
It has misted, now we just make lists of things
I take chick peas in two cupped hands
Let them fall, let them spread
All across the land
I pour vinegar into the red soil
I pour olive oil, and grind
Salt upon it all
I whisper vespers and love
Deep into the ground
Then see smoke rising from the sand
I look up and I see almonds falling from the sky
I open up my mind and
Then my hands
Beautiful skies
Beautiful skies.
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MASTAKAI Los Angeles, California
MASTAKAI, (previously Yoshi / Yusuf Misdaq) has lived many lives in many places. He was making beats, writing lyrics, producing music and singing songs long before he was born. He is from Afghanistan. He will die there, and be reborn again there.
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