#374 

Week 374
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Beat & Lyrics by Buck Bowen
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Lyrics:
Moving fast, riding high on a comet's tail
Two stones to throw in reserve for the omelette shell
Hit the throttle when the bottle fell
Perched on the corner with a notice saying not for sale
The future is a loop
Repeating every century reflecting like the moon
Artificial rain combine to formulate a soup
Into a cybernetic maze containing elements of truth
The path is rather dense
Rivers flow with silicon the site is super tense
Quantum overload is a concern but not that big
Because the last resort relies on using worm holes as defense
It's the nebula's embrace
Lost amongst infinity and gone without a trace
Drift into illusion cosmic cowboy renegade
It is a journey to the essence in a mask without a face
A gate swung with no hinges, in the cold distance
Where the gold began flowing in untold riches
Unraveling the past
With a visit from an angel who had wings of shattered glass
Frequencies collide
The constellations whisper in a language undefined
Reality's elusive an illusion of the eye
It is the space between a fantasy that echoes over time
That echoes over time
Into a holographic memory that's deep inside the mind
Penetrating shadows it's a battle with the light
Until a victory is given then encrypted in the skies
Digital dawn is on the rise
Prophets sought deception when the truth got left behind
Weaving through the fabric on a path decoding lies
It is a parallel dimension where the phantoms come alive