Music Music-Eyedea/Abilities

[ti:Music Music] [ar:Eyedea & Abilities] [al:First Born] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Music Music - Eyedea/Abilities [00:39.73]I'll be writing till I'm dead or maybe till I'm alive [00:42.06]All the emptiness I've bled has only helped me survive [00:44.33]Something melted inside when the tones hit my pulse [00:46.44]And stifled the idle eagerness to grow into my clothes [00:49.16]No one that I know is any longer good at actin' [00:51.98]Like they comprehend the motive uncoated to feed the corroded passion [00:54.43]Actually needs to stay eye level with the rest [00:57.22]That's the least I deserve for the love that I've shed [01:00.09]I've trudged through the sediment in search of the rhythm [01:02.52]Dove soul first to bathe nude in its abyss [01:04.92]Paid dues and made music my religion [01:06.61]Now I listen close my eyes and forget I even exist [01:09.10]I sing a bastard's tune inspired by the noise [01:11.03] [01:11.97]The ship made before it sank and was finally destroyed [01:14.27]I flaunt the grin of a man made for disguising a boy [01:16.97]Who tried to avoid showing the cry in his voice [01:19.14]But there's something special [01:20.27]About the notes that he hears [01:21.68]Those scales are redemption unraveling repressed memories [01:24.83]And when he breathes a new energy enters and consumes him [01:27.25]To heal his wounds and unseal his doom [01:29.11]If only I could make you understand [01:30.91] [01:32.05]But words are just words so I can't [01:33.84] [01:34.42]The universe's deepest art form keeps my heart warm with influence [01:37.74]I tell ya [01:38.40]Ain't nothing quite as beautiful as Music [01:40.09] [01:59.68]To be an angel [02:00.45]You gotta earn your wings [02:01.43]To control your own you gotta burn your strings [02:03.84]To hit blackjack you gotta turn a king [02:06.58]But to live forever [02:07.48]All you gotta do is learn to sing [02:09.14]I get a pleasure that's inevitably immeasurable [02:10.91] [02:11.88]And I won't let it be rejected by no man [02:14.18]Why does it have to be so damn difficult [02:16.25]To live in the frame of a game that will slit your throat [02:19.42]But I've dug in the mud in search of the drum [02:21.79]Dove soul first to bathe nude in its abyss [02:23.91]Stayed true to the music now my favorite thing to do is [02:26.75]Close my eyes and forget that I even exist [02:28.71]I hold this fistful of degenerate ideas [02:30.88] [02:31.48]For every genius that was murdered in the name of Jesus [02:34.11]Still deaf to the bells that claimed to free us [02:36.47]But I pay homage to my melody cause she's the sweetest [02:38.82]The core of our spirit is naked [02:40.74] [02:41.37]The form of its lyrics are sacred [02:43.10] [02:43.89]Blanketed by the original [02:44.75]Sound of the inner vibrations [02:46.00]I'm floating on the soft clouds of positive creation [02:48.23] [02:48.89]See I can look at a painting and admire the colors [02:51.17]Or appreciate any type of art that I discover [02:53.35] [02:53.87]But what I dig's invisible [02:55.32]It's my teacher and I'm its student [02:56.87]I tell ya [02:57.60]Ain't nothing quite as beautiful as Music