Flow
Nothing in this world is really black or white
My visions all gray but baby that's alright
My perspective of reality's a neutral tone
No brass tacks just sacks of flesh and bone
Time is distorted i'm in the flow
I've been dissolved by the afterglow
Take a little time devote it to yourself
Focus on your health don't worry bout your wealth
Live your life under the sun like it's fun and games
Don't wanna be a drone don't wanna be the same
Have your thoughts and then let them go
Let your truest feelings show
Have your thoughts and then let them go
Let your truest feelings show
Staring at a ceiling fan trying to make it rotate the other way
Gotta love the simple things man
Trying to make it special every day
You spend a lifetime with eyes closed tight
It takes only seconds to open up your mind
Time is distorted i'm in the flow
I've been dissolved by the afterglow
Sail cross the sea that will free my soul
Have a little more self control
Hurtling through the universe
On a big old rock i like to call God's ashtray
Dull and drab but beautiful
It doesn't make much sense at all but Hey
It shouldn't have to
It's here
That's all that matters
My visions all gray but baby that's alright
My perspective of reality's a neutral tone
No brass tacks just sacks of flesh and bone
Time is distorted i'm in the flow
I've been dissolved by the afterglow
Take a little time devote it to yourself
Focus on your health don't worry bout your wealth
Live your life under the sun like it's fun and games
Don't wanna be a drone don't wanna be the same
Have your thoughts and then let them go
Let your truest feelings show
Have your thoughts and then let them go
Let your truest feelings show
Staring at a ceiling fan trying to make it rotate the other way
Gotta love the simple things man
Trying to make it special every day
You spend a lifetime with eyes closed tight
It takes only seconds to open up your mind
Time is distorted i'm in the flow
I've been dissolved by the afterglow
Sail cross the sea that will free my soul
Have a little more self control
Hurtling through the universe
On a big old rock i like to call God's ashtray
Dull and drab but beautiful
It doesn't make much sense at all but Hey
It shouldn't have to
It's here
That's all that matters
Credits
Writer(s): Ryeder Kline
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