lyrics
Mist, the warm summer rain,
A lively looping jingle,
Floods away the day.
Heat, that is felt and seen,
A sticky colorful residue,
To show its here to stay.
These middle months of the year,
Are like a little brother begging to be taught
Oh please, please, please just give me something,
Give me something new.
Sun, always sets to soon,
I don’t have room for the moon.
There is no time to waste.
Goodnight, wish I had lucid dreams,
To make up for lost time,
That is eaten by sleep
Tick tock dont surrender your clock, too much.
Don’t stop, panoramic lush.
credits
from
Panoramic Lush,
released May 25, 2015
Lyrics by Keith
Written and performed by Tribe Jackson
Vocals, Guitar, Keyboard: Keith
Vocals, Bass, Keyboard: Brett
Vocals and Percussion: Daniel
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