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letra de detour - art morera

detour lyrics
am i on tour or a detour, where am i?
let’s just say the elevation’s very high
the air is dry, it’s a hundred fahrenheit
the sounds you hear at night they might leave you terrified
had to wrap a knot with a chick’s hair tie
blew checks i don’t have to verify
his name is art morera, that there’s a rhymer
indomitable spirit, i’m the paradigm of
remember riding ‘round with a lot of marijuana
ate at a wing stop at one of them carolinas
gave a drifter a fiji and a pair of socks
said ‘water is fire’, that’s a paradox
he gavе me some weed in return, said ‘hеre.’
i said ‘props on the red hairs’ and right there i thought carrot top, is that weird or not?
just the way my mind works
had to be macgyver in and out of cyphers
at the laundromat, some of the craziest stories i’ve heard
and i’m sure that it’s just the tip of the iceberg
hit the gas station for a lighter and a white shirt
the lady at the counter could be spicy but i’m nice to her
cuz the way life works, what goes around comes around twice worse
maybe it’s just her tight skirt
i just don’t be having nothing to say when i try to converse
and i bet she’s just trying to quietly work
good reminder
ooh!
the sonder
spin a globe, stop it
i prolly wrote a song there

it’s like we go through the same things
what can i say? that’s the thing
we both fill up the gas tank
but what’s the chance maybe that you too have gone over a hundred in the fast lane
slams on the breaks, barely avoid crashin’
swerve out the way gaspin’
see the car you almost hit in the rear view as you pass them
you never know what’s happened in somebody’s past even if you ask them
but what if all along it was god’s plan?
that’s what we need to learn to get to the promise land
say the truth shall come to the light
i’m so honest i walk out of the booth with a farmer’s tan
the world in the palm of my hands, we’re all gods according to john 10, read psalms man
and picture that like a sonogram somebody posted for likes on the gram
ugh, is new life enough for me to tap twice?
i don’t mean my thumbs i mean last night
sh-t was tempting but nah, need to sacrifice
that last line is like the passion of the christ, right?
now if you haven’t seen the movie, he dies and comes back
when we die we see bright lights
like a head-on collision cuz of the blinders
something to ponder on moving onward
good reminder
ooh!
the sonder
spin a globe, stop it
i prolly wrote a song there

- art morera

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