Whispers of Your Mind - Drumyflute

A mind full of whispers My heart full of scripture Music is my frame And words play the picture Let it be Let it breath Let it go Let it free I used a snare at a bascket So formalities are painted Still my voice is seeing vague in I don't know if we don't make it Let it breath Let it be Let it go Let it free Let it be Let it breath Let it go Let it free Ah ah ah ah ah Ah ah ah ah ah Ah ah ah ah ah Ah ah ah ah ah Yeah Christmas in August Black months head office A color blind lost We the most star ressurect at us Step aside You're blocking my thousand splendid sunshine Never mind, it's a twine Rappers looking for punchlines Music is my frame Different minds differente space The words are the picture Since I learned to tie my lace Let it breath for a minute Let it free for a minute Yeah before we dump with it I painted a picture so vivid Let it be Let it breath Let it go Let it free Let it be Let it breath Let it go Let it free Ah ah ah ah ah Ah ah ah ah ah Music is my frame The words are the picture Ah ah ah ah ah Ah ah ah ah ah Mundo impuro que hace que pierda la fe Se que tenia un ser Se que la vida si encanta no calma La sed de hombre de poca ni nie De curpo sin alma, tierra sin fruto Nino en guerra, madres en luto Canten, hablen, griten pa' que otro lo canten, Lo valen, lo sienten Let it be Let it breath Let it go LEt it free Let it be Let it breath Let it go Let it free Ah ah ah ah ah Ah ah ah ah ah Ah ah ah ah ah Ah ah ah ah ah Music is my frame The words are the picture Music is my frame The words are the picture Let it be Let it breath Let it go Let it free Let it be Let it breath Let it go Let it free

Round like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel Never ending or beginning on an ever spinning reel Like a snowball down a mountain, or a carnival balloon Like a carousel that's turning running rings around the moon Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face And the world is like an apple whirling silently in space Like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind! Like a tunnel that you follow to a tunnel of its own Down a hollow to a cavern where the sun has never shone Like a door that keeps revolving in a half forgotten dream Or the ripples from a pebble somebody threw in a stream Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face And the world is like an apple whirling silently in space Like the circles you sometimes find in the windmills of your mind! Keys that jingle in your pocket, words that jangle in your head Why did summer go so quickly, was it something that you said? Lovers walking along a shore and leave their footprints in the sand Is the sound of distant drumming just the fingers of your hand? Pictures hanging in a hallway and the fragment of a song Half remembered names and faces, but to whom do they belong? When you knew that it was over you were suddenly aware That the autumn leaves were turning to the color of his hair! Like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel Never ending or beginning on an ever spinning reel Like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind In the windmills of your mind!