So Pristine - Lyrics
“Wha’d you like to understand?
Wha’d you like to dream?
Would you turn the world around, upside down,
Knowing what it means?
Is this music underground,
Do you even feel it, so pristine.
I be doing this for you,
It isn’t something that you’ve seen.
What I mean is...
what I’m trying to say,
The words get lost inside these riddles,
Just know that it is okay.
Anyway, truth be,
Only eyes can see the eyes,
Only tongues may taste the fruit,
Only feet may dance with fireflies.
And in time,
The story will be told.
Time again and again,
Over to the hundredth fold.
Time again and again,
Over to the hundredth fold;
Time again and again,
Over to the hundredth fold.
When you’re gray and getting old,
Feeling broken, bitter, battered,
What is gold, so I’m told
Is that life’s what truly matters!
Shatter patterns while you’re young,
Filling seas of what’s despair,
Filling it with flying fish,
That’ll jump into the air.
Do you see now?
It is you that is the hope.
Giving gifts of little fish,
While the people stay afloat.
Giving gifts of little fish,
While the people stay afloat.
Giving gifts of little fish,
While the people stay afloat.
Don’t you teach them how to fish,
It isn’t something that you caught.
It is something that you are,
It isn’t something that you got.
Your presence is your power,
Even though you’re only one.
The leader of the hour,
Hope encompassed like the sun.
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One step at a time,
Is it wise to waste a dime?
Precious is the moment in the one that just be number nine.
It is fine to be one In some few thousand million,
You’re divine like the moon
Stay tuned,
Reach up for the ceilin’,
Reach in for some healin’,
Reach up the thing that you are dreamin’,
Reach in for some meanin’,
Maybe Something to believe in,
Pause to find your inner purpose.
I know at times you feel so worthless,
But the secrets to that is...
Now open curtains
You refuse to price a life,
Lookin in from the outside,
Never seeing wrong or right,
Just a way to walk the line.
You refuse to choose a side,
Looking at the worlds divide,
Always see a different kind,
You’re in orbit now, take flight.
Guide it like a star,
Back to the wind,
We all know you’re going far!
This ain’t hard,
Just spittin’ bars,
I’m writin’ some words;
I’m out.”
- Kilgore, M., (2019)
