The Branches (feat. Teknical Development Of Obba Supa)
Verse 1 Far away it's journeys mystic/ Cold air brush the soils, the terrain is the canvas/ Dense canopies, yellow strokes, crimson sky's, hypnotic views it keep you still forever/ Conversation with the clouds of guidance/ This forest of wonder it whispers with the voice of no face/ But true nature, no direction to this place of extreme beauties/ River flows to the rhythm of your every step/ Reflection streams as the mental creates the ripples/ Hugged by these brunches the expression loves,sky cries at random moments, wing creatures they form umbrella structures/ Neon lights they spark a new darkness, transparent soils, marvel like they grounded crystals... the floors of healing/ The grounds of life pure like the clearest of visions, a domain we life exist as wild as you/ Conversations with the branch climbers, leaf eaters, underground travellers/ Walk on waters were the curtains flow the reflection in the mirror it shows nuthin/ This is the place of no judgement death even walks the same path in this zone but it's all smiles/ No fears but the one to exit this place/ Return to realities of mixed expressions/ Seated but now we floating, pure energy, feeling new vibrations/ High times were no smoke it lingers/ We slowly spinning rotational movement creating patterns of self/ Different colours and symbols, signals from the canvas of thoughts/ Environment breaths life in every moment pick the seedling watch it grow from the palms of your hands, your tears dwell/ No desires to leave this place but back to the soils earth bound, looking for the exit/ The heart sinks for the purpose of my new steps/ What was this now disappears/ Waves from circles of life you soon meet again/ Your arms raise, gestured with a smile of many questions/ Back to this place boring before you walk the path of new scenes/ Glass is now filled again, flick the lighter now we back tracking..... It now begins/
Verse 2 Burning insides, earths poisons rest the glass that's hidden/ Two windows smashed with the impact of deep waters/ Drowning so it seems, I calm down and relies I'm still breathing/ From where I left I now swim aquatic/ Swimming to scale of friendly ocean dwellers/ Sentient life of another but this occasion felt like nuthin here was new/ Tryna find the surface, now just another jewel walking the golden sands of pleasures/ Is this another trap door housed by the content of raw footage?/ The branch of this journey now splits into two/ The method of decapitation, top the head to experience new growth, rapid as the polarities form the inns and outs of a mystical journey/ The forest entrance a spectrum that curse the soul, bleeds emotion/ The force is weak as what was experienced before still boils/ Pure in the blood circulating/ Steering at temper, the smiles are neutral/ Fire in the sky it falls, as it merges as one Maya reveals itself as you/ Forest changes with the sounds of charms/ Life hibernates gone like it was forever missing/ Leafs fall, unmasked itself now remains branches naked/