Lone Waltz

Yo
Waltz in the moonlight
With the fog settling ahead of morning dew
I wish I could redo nights like this
Move like my shoes got a tight fit
Little slower than usual
In tune like a psychic
And Baton Rouge is not a ruse on my own sidekick
We keep it cool
Go to the moon
Astral projecting didn't come easy to me
Once I got it, I went to Paris I went to Giza
But my dreams stopped
I was embarrassed but now I see that I just need a blunt and a nag champa for peace and comfort
I think I'm hexed
I don't know why i'm seeing this
Or maybe it's next dimensional beings
Trying to channel me
Like I'm just a vessel
Tired of demons and coffins
Wheezing and coughing like even breathings exhausting these days
Even I'm sparking a J
Weaving my thoughts in the grey
Speeding through time and space
Cheers



Credits
Writer(s): David Bayley, Chester Watson
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