Waterfall - Thomas Tempest & Flow State Records

My mirrors laughing at me, says boy are you getting old There's so much junk in your life what you've got you don't even know Don't take a phone company to tell you life's pay as you go I wonder how much of life is set up in utero Under the waterfall Under the waterfall Under the waterfall It's cool and cold and clear Watching too much TV I'm an actor in a puppet show There's so much stuff in my life no room for me to grow One day I'm going to break from my life due south down to Mexico I'm going to burn down my house it's the only way to let it go Under the waterfall Under the waterfall Under the waterfall it's cool and cold and clear Run your hands 'cross the flanks of a horse Feel the pulse of blood the heat and the force It's an antidote to a life spent on the beat The beat of concrete The beat of machines Of mobile phones and plasma screens How much junk in my life do I really need Under the waterfall Under the waterfall Under the waterfall it's cool and cold and clear I'm so cynical Where I need to play I'm so cynical find another way I'm so cynical I can't change One drop is lonely Two drops ok Three drops can make a spray. Four drops get carried away D I V E Under the waterfall Under the waterfall Under the waterfall It's cool and cold and clear Under the waterfall Under the waterfall Under the waterfall It's cool and cold and clear

Baby we can get down and get dirty After 2 or 3 drinks I might get a lil flirty ooo I don't mean to sound a little too thirsty But I heard that you single from an itty bitty birdy Hold up, wait who dat? I love the way you do that Innocent face but devilish how you move that I tend to gravitate to natural, nothin' fake Man a real booty shakin' shit you know I can't refuse that Sex so good run it back like a looped track (Ooo, yeah, uh) Had to put it in the group chat Schedule packed and the checks way too fat (Too fat) I told you Ima... Pretty bitch who write bars like I'm Hemingway The way I body beats I'm pickin' bodies of the interstate Hit a milli now my friends wanna celebrate Mmm girl (Nah)maste in bed, finna meditate (Ahhh) that's better I ain't talkin' ops but a bitch get fed up Ten toes down from the second I get up Gotta clear my mind bring it back round center Like (ahhh) that's great Money can't fold and a hoe won't break Ten toes down from the second I wake Gotta clear my mind it's a real flow state The way I'm floatin' on a beat you'd think I'm levitatin' Anything I do you know I do it hella elevated A little bit of liquor got her activated in the vater pushin' PH Damn that quickly escalated I be ballin' cause baby I be all in One dude trippin' on me another hoe fallin' Now I'm on and poppin' exes coming back crawlin' If you needed a reminder I know you want it, know you want it Sex so good run it back like a looped track (Ooo, yeah, uh) Had to put it in the group chat Schedule packed and the checks way too fat (Too fat) I told you Ima... Pretty bitch who write bars like I'm Hemingway The way I body beats I'm pickin' bodies of the interstate Hit a milli now my friends wanna celebrate Mmm girl (Nah)maste in bed, finna meditate (Ahhh) that's better I ain't talkin' ops but a bitch get fed up Ten toes down from the second I get up Gotta clear my mind bring it back round center Like (ahhh) that's great Money can't fold and a hoe won't break Ten toes down from the second I wake Gotta clear my mind it's a real flow state (Ahhh) It's a real flow state (Ahhh) Flow state, flow state (Ahhh) Flow state (Ahhh) Yeah, gatta clear my mind it's a real flow state "

The pale moon rose in its glory Out on the Western town She told a sad, sad story Of the great ship that went down It was the fourteenth day of April Over the waves she rode Sailing into tomorrow To a golden age foretold The night was black with starlight The seas were sharp and clear Moving through the shadows The promised hour was near Lights were holding stedy Gliding over the foam All the lords and ladies Heading for their eternal home The chandeliers were swaying From the balustrades above The orchestra was playing Songs of faded love The watchman, he lay dreaming As the ballroom dancers twirled He dreamed the Titanic was sinking Into the underworld Leo took his sketchbook He was often so inclined He closed his eyes and painted The scenery in his mind Cupid struck his bosom And broke it with a snap The closest woman to him He fell into her lap He heard a loud commotion Something sounded wrong His inner spirit was saying That he couldn't stand here long He staggered to the quarterdeck No time now to sleep Water on the quarterdeck Already three foot deep Smokestack was leaning sideways Heavy feet began to pound He walked into the whirlwind Sky splitting all around The ship was going under The universe had opened wide The roll was called up yonder The angels turned aside Lights down in the hallway Flickering dim and dull Dead bodies already floating In the double bottom hull The engines then exploded Propellers they failed to start The boilers overloaded The ship's bow split apart Passengers were flying Backward, forward, far and fast They mumbled, fumbled, and tumbled Each one more weary than the last The veil was torn asunder 'Tween the hours of twelve and one No change, no sudden wonder Could undo what had been done The watchman lay there dreaming At forty five degrees He dreamed that the Titanic was sinking Dropping to her knees Wellington he was sleeping His bed began to slide His valiant heart was beating He pushed the tables aside Glass of shattered crystal Lay scattered roundabout He strapped on both his pistols How long could he hold out? His men and his companions Were nowhere to be seen In silence there he waited for Time and space to intervene The passageway was narrow There was blackness in the air He saw every kind of sorrow Heard voices everywhere Alarm-bells were ringing To hold back the swelling tide Friends and lovers clinging To each other side by side Mothers and their daughters Descending down the stairs Jumped into the icy waters Love and pity sent their prayers The rich man, Mister Astor Kissed his darling wife He had no way of knowing It'd be the last trip of his life Calvin, Blake and Wilson Gambled in the dark Not one of them would ever live to Tell the tale on the disembark Brother rose up 'gainst brother In every circumstance They fought and slaughtered each other In a deadly dance They lowered down the lifeboats From the sinking wreck There were traitors, there were turncoats Broken backs and broken necks The bishop left his cabin To help others in need Turned his eyes up to the heavens Said, "The poor are yours to feed" Davey the brothel-keeper Came out dismissed his girls Saw the water getting deeper Saw the changing of his world Jim Dandy smiled He never learned to swim Saw the little crippled child And he gave his seat to him He saw the starlight shining Streaming from the East Death was on the rampage But his heart was now at peace They battened down the hatches But the hatches wouldn't hold They drowned upon the staircase Of brass and polished gold Leo said to Cleo I think I'm going mad But he'd lost his mind already Whatever mind he had He tried to block the doorway To save all those from harm Blood from an open wound Pouring down his arm Petals fell from flowers 'Til all of them were gone In the long and dreadful hours The wizard's curse played on The host was pouring brandy He was going down slow He stayed right to the end and he Was the last to go There were many, many others Nameless here forever more They never sailed the ocean Or left their homes before The watchman, he lay dreaming The damage had been done He dreamed the Titanic was sinking And he tried to tell someone The captain, barely breathing Kneeling at the wheel Above him and beneath him Fifty thousand tons of steel He looked over at his compass And he gazed into its face Needle pointing downward He knew he'd lost the race In the dark illumination He remembered bygone years He read the Book of Revelation And he filled his cup with tears When the Reaper's task had ended Sixteen hundred had gone to rest The good, the bad, the rich, the poor The loveliest and the best They waited at the landing And they tried to understand But there is no understanding On the judgment of God's hand The news came over the wires And struck with deadly force Love had lost its fires All things had run their course The watchman he lay dreaming Of all the things that can be He dreamed the Titanic was sinking Into the deep blue sea

海を眺める少女がいた 消えそうな灯にしたたるしずく 空へ還そうと 小さな手 差し出す 何をこころに決めたのか 誰よりも私が知っている 泣いてもひとりなら 強くなろうと 時は巡り 再来の風に吹かれて その願いは遠く 誰かの明日を照らすだろう そんなに傷ついて 上手には笑えなくて 今は少しだけ 目を閉じて 嵐が過ぎるまで 抱えてしまった空洞を 埋めようと選んだ言葉は 虚しく響き 過去へと 流れ着く 耳をふさぎ生きているなら それは色のない 世界と同じだから 私はあなたを許したい 時は巡り 再来の風に吹かれて その思いは遠く 誰かの涙 ぬぐうだろう いのちの恵みが 広漠な大地にあふれ 絶え間ない悲しみなど どこにも ありはしない 雷雨に舞う花びら 居場所を探して さけんでいるんだ 声がかれるほどに ぬかるみに足をとられ 最後のひとりになったとしても でもどうして 信じてしまう 時は巡り 再来の風に吹かれて その願いは遠く 誰かの明日を照らすだろう 泣いていた 笑っていた すべてを慈しんで 降りそそぐ光の中 この道を歩いていこう 嵐が去っていく