Stream of Thought
Beautiful, Powerful, Strong, Loveable
Beautiful, Powerful, Strong, Loveable
Beautiful, Powerful, Strong, Loveable
Beautiful, Powerful, Strong, Loveable
Saying these things, an ever flowing stream of words
That may or may not mean anything
To anybody else but me
Am I getting through to you? Even partially piercing the veil of insecurities
Am I getting through to you?
Caller can you hear me? Operator?
A simply siphonic symphony
Sappy be it may, it means the world to me
Can't you see hear?
Stream of thought, from the nile to niagara
From the rise to the falls, from the delta to the echo
Stream of thought; sharpened, pointed
From the hibiscus to the honey; From the hive to the head
The stinger went through me
All you got was the poison
The ringer went to you
But all I got was the dial tone