Buddha Beads / Plena

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lyrics

One day I will return, maybe with lessons learned
And I'll stop asking what I did to earn
These stones on top of me
I call them BUDDHA BEADS
Meditative states never seem to fufill your needs

I've got to feed the starving heart
Gotta read to get to you smart
Jump in the basket and surf the shopping cart
Paint the parking lot red with anything you got
Convey it long enough to make the stop

That's a solution, a sound to keep you moving
Brain trash the contusion, refuse the resolution
Or leave it unresolved on top of y'all
Cause cash don't fix the failure when feeling can get involved

I'm an ambiguous amateur ventriloquist
The words never mean what they mean
So I detach my identity, ape what I'd rather be
Become like chemistry and the energies unseen

Wait, my generation is caught
When everybody's waiting for the news of who is next to get shot
I'm a reluctant robot
Automate the action just so I can process the thought

Cause all I've got is twenty something years
To be an influence
I can use it to prolong or put down the fear

It's god-given, I'm afraid it's a lot
Fulfill your finances, your future, then you flaunt your career

Nah, what would it take to be realer than real
Conceal your real persona
Leave your spirit dead in the field

What will you wield
I heard the word is a a weapon
So second-guess your instinct
If you're really feeling too wreckless

And roll them credits on my sleepless self
Suffer that or call for help
4 AM, focusing, it's not right

The ghost and the flesh, they reunite
I've got a nervous system
Can't relax
Find yourself in a monkey mask

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One day I will return
And I won't be concerned
Stand in the distance and watch the world burn

You see the ghost
To bear my BUDDHA BEADS
Active attachment's the only way I can excede

The individual, physical principal
Invisible ritual
Digital damage is critical, fictional
The thought that you can't fix yourself
Not typical, close your lids
No visual
Do something that's never been done

And I'll rewatch the rerun
I've got no loved one
I tell myself that I'm fun

I'm tired of progress for the sake of the sun
I'm running from being content
Time spent, I haven't begun

To even tell you
My little plans they fell through
I can't stand the thought of more miles

So I'd ask you not to move away
The selfish thought from yesterday
I'm missing the moments
And trying to make it up in meanwhiles

One day I'll be ready
You'll see

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from HIGHS / LOWS, released May 31, 2016

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