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letra de 10th wonder - coconut wolf

verse 1:

it’s like i emerged from a flaming june in new grange
just to cultivate this new age
a lone head trying to build a stonehenge
t–tering a rope stretched over the coldest solstice
the millennium martyr’s penance
redeemer of the sentence
angel of independence
a nighthawk under a starry night
sowing the gardеn of earthly delights
used to hit on little mеrmaids, but grew up
now i seduce the sirens riding the raft of medusa
all in search of the girl with the pearl earring
but the kiss from a veiled virgin became a dear thing
n0body knows deserted like the sphinx
we flatlined, the cafe tear us and the well drips ink
aphrodite’s vanity, i took it intravenous and see my error
through that, son bloomed like a prima vera

hook:

i’d love to settle down like an american gothic
but the inside of my head’s too much like a jackson pollock
i’ll feel like atlas with my world trade
until i hit the sunshine skyway to the golden gate
i’d love to settle down like an american gothic
but the inside of my head’s too much like a jackson pollock
i’ll feel like atlas with my world trade
until i hit the sunshine skyway to the golden gate
verse 2:

sonic in the sonogram
since fetal it’s been the cathedral
i paint it, the ink holds on the easel
the night watch as a court a mona lisa
if i’m inclined like that tower of pisa
i roam and seize it, colossal in colosseums
through the sacrifice, i became an altered being
we all have an everest to suffer
i’m just a son of man until the last supper
i rush more to find the race is lost
persistence of memory in this age of bronze
ain’t apollo, but i’m adjacent to the golden fleece
healed achilles and gave sight to odin’s fleets
aura of the auroras in my helix
i reinvent as the wheel spins
a starving artist with a golden meal tick
screaming to collapse the tower of babel until you feel it

hook:

i’d love to settle down like an american gothic
but the inside of my mind’s too much like a jackson pollock
i’ll feel like atlas with my world trade
until i hit the sunshine skyway to the golden gate
i’d love to settle down like an american gothic
but the inside of my head’s too much like a jackson pollock
i’ll feel like atlas with my world trade
until i hit the sunshine skyway to the golden gate
verse 3:

fat lady at the opera house, i felt the ember go cold
thought it was the death of general wolfe
even the victorious falls by his sword
so, how do you stay a flower carrier in this consequence of war
guernica, i show them freedom’s gentle side to genocide’s evils
what’s the statute of liberty leading people?
i was an ambassador of sleeping gypsies back then
went from potato eater to school of athens
never pictured it on a ten grand canyon
the fall and advance the call demanded
they burn bridges, i built a pont neuf over the lava pits
just to push the project and toss demos like discobolus
we’re heirs of time, consumed in it’s patterns
eventually, it eats us like saturn
i’m trying to build a taj mahal on machu picchu
been hercules 12 labors, but ima see it through
a wanderer of sea and fog routes
when the napoleon complex isn’t crossing the alps
i broke through great barriers, waves and walls
just to make the van go, the mother land calls

- coconut wolf

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