lirik lagu the farmland and the forest’s edge – adjy
there are two pillars pied…
…that hike a trail of appellations back
…where june now stood one foot on the grass and one on the tarmac…
come let us sow our dowered soil, draw harrowed audience!
…they crowd only by force of vote
…and force is violence…
they just want shelter; some have never known a home…
but to even learn you must endanger what you already “know.”
“look… when i’m inside those wuthered heights, i must play the part
but when you hear me speak as them, don’t lose heart;
o just a while, until we earn our own keep!
“they guard the way…”
“but soon we’ll hold all the keys!
…o they laud your pen!”
…’til when it threatens just how they pay the bills…
when “truth’s” not common cause in “dialogue” …it’s just a war of wills
…. and that trail’s cleared in ables’ tears
remus*wounded*knee on apalachee loam…”
“…o i loath it too, june, we’ll emend it soon… for now feign along
“…to fawn amens, annona render *with fealty unto state…?”
…they’ll vest us aegis’tis how love may age us grey!
toe the line
…and with fingers crossed kiss the ring?
feign a bow…
…and at night we’ll howl proudly!”
(cancer) “but they’re like crabs around our feet who think us weak when we don’t trade in
sand…
their eyes aren’t real in their sight unless the light of many eyes holds them exalted
no guards here tend the locks
*the lot self regulates*
renown’s a treat they gain in curating their cage…”
that year passed…
…the corn, cut grass, and salty smoke…
“she’d take him in where john of lieges senses dulled
*where “he of sedge and bee” pretends his honey comes from a dead bull
“you tried to dress me up… present me at a ball…
but my “savage manor” made’em gibe and jeer in snickered protocol
my parents taught me to befriend the lowly and the weak
but that sycophantic lot plots i ought earn the favor of their elite?!
i was told long ago “boyo, may freedom burn in you a reckless wrawl!”
that part of me will never tame, or be contained inside of shame or wall!”
cowards!
vassel fame; decorating leashes;
slaves enslave in a mana*bread and circus!
born unto a stage they hone the cadence of a joke …but don’t know why they’re laughing…
their “god of n0ble lie:” vox populi, fears sovereign eyes
… so how can our love burn where fire’s frightening?
for a plot of land you’d clip your claws *feign civil pedigree, file down your t**th…
…the “queen of open wood,” pride*of*the*pack, danced manic moon?
…now to beg for treats, and beg to speak in portrait seats in online ballyhoo?
panopticon*domesticated… paint the locks?
let fame of state*and*title shave your mane?
…but i can’t hide my claws!
lirik lagu lainnya :
- kumpulan lirik lagu trillsband › lirik lagu run wild – trillsband
- kumpulan lirik lagu luuk › lirik lagu immer – luuk
- kumpulan lirik lagu lil yachty › lirik lagu talk to me nice – lil yachty
- kumpulan lirik lagu azealia banks › lirik lagu movin’ on up (demo) – azealia banks
- kumpulan lirik lagu joel cossette › lirik lagu melonchalia – joel cossette
- kumpulan lirik lagu the blow › lirik lagu in my room – the blow
- kumpulan lirik lagu joelma › lirik lagu se vira aí – joelma
- kumpulan lirik lagu yung jezus › lirik lagu little african boy growin up as a fleshlight – yung jezus
- kumpulan lirik lagu dark lo › lirik lagu free el chapo – dark lo
- kumpulan lirik lagu the borrowers › lirik lagu beautiful struggle – the borrowers