Come as you are, come away with me
This ecstasy has me prescribed to a daily vacancy
Cocoa Butter and butterflies and chakras and maple trees
Infect me with your mystique trigonometry let me see it all
Why don't you break all us off
Why don't you park in my walls
I'm mean your hands are digging me
Why not get yo head involved
I said between the birds and bees you're stingin' me
Pollinate and make a fern for me
Build ya church and fellowship with me
Preach ya sermon, pass along ya seed for seeds
Communion unity for tea
But please forget the Tea
The pretention, fees, and dead beliefs
Socrates, obsoletes
The absolutes, the truths in me
The God in you, earthly dues
The leaving-soon-inside-the-box-so-long-farewell-to-you-my-friend
Goodbye-for-now-until-we-meet-again
And when we reascend to send these memories
Memories
Memories
Memories
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