[00:18.68]I met a metaphorical girl in a metaphysical world[00:21.68]Now you got me day dreaming, sleeping in a curl[00:24.00]Her name on my tongue, a fresh flavor, yup[00:26.46]Whenever she popped up, put a swirl on my cone[00:29.10]I used to rap like I had some marbles in my mouth[00:31.21]But the stones turned precious when they all came out[00:33.63]On a string of deep thought that could never be bought[00:36.02][00:38.64]Cold as ice so I stared as it thawed to the floor,[00:41.19]What was left a shoestring budget on call[00:43.48]Then these new styles came along[00:45.65]Some on to the next on some other hit, their own trip[00:48.15]Colors faded on airbrushed centerfolds, dated[00:50.90]Make you feel old and jaded[00:52.74]The goal was to make it and we made it but[00:54.59]We didn't know how to keep it[00:56.68]Like nice kicks. that wouldn't fit[00:58.24]Only way was to box it up and duct tape it up[01:00.43]Store it underneath the bed and open it up[01:02.80]Once in a blue moon,[01:04.18]Think about a cool ending[01:06.12]To a story that ended too soon[01:07.69]Gotta bring back the feeling[01:09.56]I'll do anything not to be stuck on fiending[01:12.22]A pen can be sharper than a scalpel to a patient[01:14.83]To an open heart, it's a daily operation[01:17.18][01:19.85]Access code to the pearly gates[01:22.07]They say heaven can wait[01:23.21]And you speak of fate[01:24.53]A finale to a play for my mate[01:25.90]I see the angels draw the drapes over the earthscape[01:30.24]Where the wine is the spirit of grapes[01:32.11]Gotta finish what we started, so I cut the tape[01:34.05]As our records will stay on rotate[01:56.37]You say a circle is a flawless shape[01:58.58]Every part equi-distance from the center[02:01.41]On the arc without a start or a finish[02:02.83]A line on a loop carries weight[02:04.65]A freight train runs unabated[02:06.54]Views vanish from my point vantage,[02:08.29]Passages come in and out[02:09.75]The way I recall your antics (how I remember your antics)[02:11.56]Still alive cause I said it[02:13.07]A life of its own unless we dead it[02:15.21]Till they see our name in credits[02:16.84]A labor of love you mean slavery[02:18.93]Surely, it's been quite savory[02:21.38]Crepe on the balcony, verbal alchemy[02:23.75]Pure magic when she touches me[02:25.89]I read that love is kind but it's also blind of any style[02:29.62]You profess, would you be my guest (you could be my guest)[02:31.42]Happiness is a hot potato that you can't possess for long[02:34.66]Just pass it on like a song[02:36.36]And I might look calm and collected at a glance[02:38.74]But I taste the void when I'm not connected[02:41.02]To the world kinetic, as opposed to static[02:43.59]I'd hands a workshop of a digital addict (a modern-day addict)[02:45.95]On a hot streak for inspiration is key to feed The mind in need of stimulation[02:51.06]Elevator music to the space station[02:53.33]Penthouse of stars a-blazing[02:55.45][02:57.56]Access code to the pearly gates[03:00.05]They say heaven can wait[03:01.36]And you speak of fate[03:02.47]A finale to a play for my mate[03:04.21]I see the angels draw the drape over the earthscape[03:08.41]Where the wine is the spirit of grapes[03:11.00]Gotta finish what we started, so I cut the tape[03:13.36]As our records will stay on rotate