Youíre gonnaí have to try really hard to change my mind.
I donít ever want to worry about any kind of figurative crime,
unless its mine,
I donít even want to abstain my mind
Any limitations that stop me blind,
any kind of configuration that doesnít tell me why
has no place in my mind,
let the solar light find its own kind
ill always turn away from anything that doesnít help me shine
let its vibrations transcend the speed of light
turning the worlds time,
let me grasp this worlds indignation full of captive turnings in its remunerations by falling for the nostalgic tribulations
hold my hand,
donít breeze by,
let the moment fall on your shoulders,
and let it take you somewhere,
somewhere far and not real,
Somewhere that you could only imagine
Just try and make it your own figurative crime
Let your desires make your own time
Let the versatile world shine its million year old light
itís a star,
Let it be me that breaks you free
Let me hold your hand
and take you through the vortex of the imagination that is.
The sun shines as it is the speed of light that craves everything you might.
Itís vibrations work to seek and transcend anything in its molarity,
in its infusion so to speak.
So every time you just make do,
youíre only standing back ,
far from what you can really do,
take my hand
so that I can bring you through the vortex of the imagination that is.
take my hand,
hold my hand
Glimpse this world,
as you really see it
Donít let it be configured by someone that doesnít tell you why,
as it has no place in your mind
thereís no need to abstain
let the solar light find you
it will help you shine,
Bask in its speed of light,
while watching and feeling the might of your world
I can let you go,
so you can do the same,
use that vortex and breath easy,
Donít worry about any kind of figurative crime
Unless its yours,
Its your turn,
return the favor,
Take them to be a star of their own unlimited world full of no indignation that holds its own captivation while not remunerating by falling in its own nostalgic tribulations!
Let the moment fall on their shoulders,
and let it take them somewhere far,
somewhere only they could imagine.
Let them take your hand,
hold your hand,
and keep holding your hand
Until they can let go
The imagination that is.