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letra de imaginary astronaut in space - mobiustripz / john swygert / ascenzion

i was dreaming deeply and
i was in my mind thinking
within my perfect personal universe
absolutely perfectly invisible to everyone else
contemplating about an abstract, invisible, imaginary, line
where a huge vast nothing exists
and it’s then that i thought i smelled spicy cajun smoked chicken cooking on the charcoal grill
as i caught a sharp glimpse out of the corner of my square eye of something that wasn’t even there
and there was no chicken cooking up here on the moon
can a charcoal burn up here in sp-ce without oxygen
no forest fires on the moon no fiery sin
i’m just stuck in my mind
in a true moon-age daydream
trying to stay distracted as to not think about you
thinking about absolutely everything imaginary
all sensory perception enjoying the virtual show
well, it time to get off the moon and go
i’m awake in my dream and i wake with my eyes open up closed
nothing is real and anything goes
as i chew the chicken i’ve been salivating over waiting for it to be ready
i have another imaginary peice but it tastes like spaghetti
i think i’m still sleeping but how am i thinking
if i’m not awake and should be sleeping?
well,… well,… well…
swell,… swell,… swell…
around in circles
i orbit through thoughts and…
here we go…
again…
here we go…
my friend…
here we go…
pretend…
here we go…
i’ve never experienced so much nothingness so very intense…

…and…

i was dreaming deeply and
i was in my mind thinking
within my perfect personal universe
absolutely perfectly invisible to everyone else
contemplating about an abstract, invisible, imaginary, line
where a huge vast nothing exists
and it’s then that i thought i smelled spicy cajun smoked chicken cooking on the charcoal grill
as i caught a sharp glimpse out of the corner of my square eye of something that wasn’t even there
and there was no chicken cooking up here on the moon
can a charcoal burn up here in sp-ce without oxygen
no forest fires on the moon no fiery sin
i’m just stuck in my mind
in a true moon-age daydream
trying to stay distracted as to not think about you
thinking about absolutely everything imaginary
all sensory perception enjoying the virtual show
well, it time to get off the moon and go
i’m awake in my dream and i wake with my eyes open up closed
nothing is real and anything goes
as i chew the chicken i’ve been salivating over waiting for it to be ready
i have another imaginary peice but it tastes like spaghetti
i think i’m still sleeping but how am i thinking?
that joint right before i went to sleep
got me stratospherically high…
pretty astronomically high…
pretty cosmically high

- mobiustripz john swygert ascenzion

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