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Artists:

Prism · Prism · Prism Theory


Albums:

Annual 2009 Gift Set for Her [2CD/DVD/Fragrance] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Paint as a Fragrance (Rocket from the Crypt) · Annual 2009 Gift Set for Him [2CD/DVD/Fragrance] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · A Tribute to the Beatles [Prism] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Best of Danny Kaye [Prism] (Danny Kaye) · King of the Road [Prism] (Boxcar Willie) · What a Diff'rence a Day Makes [Prism] (Dinah Washington) · Cry Me a River [Prism] (Julie London) · Tribute to ABBA [Prism] (Royal Philharmonic Orchestra) · Damn Yankees [Original Broadway Cast] [Prism] (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


I found the fragrance separate from the flower
In all the logic I was lost
I found the fair light blossom to be sour
And beneath the soil the real
home by sunset

She asked me to give her a ride
She said she had to go
Dropped her off by the trism
Through the atmosphere by prism

Go trism
Go
keeps watch with his magic prism eyes. He views all his lands and is already aware of the three helpless invaders trapped in his lair

Brooding in
someone
Everybody needs someone to live by
Rage on omnipotent

A gilded wreath on reason
The flower crushed conceives
A child of fragrance so much
someone
Everybody needs someone to live by
Rage on omnipotent

A gilded wreath on reason
The flower crushed conceives
A child of fragrance so much
when I shock the system
Light wave optics through the prism
Through the prism (x8)
Yo, check my swagger
It's no wonder called illusion!
More
When the earth let you go
When the verdict is vermin
By the fork in my tongue
When you run out of sermon

When sooner or later
Is still not
could see right through

No ethereal nest where I could rest
I was frightened by what I knew
That my two crystal legs were broken in two

When I
Down by the river
Down by the old river bend
Down by the river
The sweet fragrance of flowers 

Oh it seems life troubles and trials
Get harder
Acapulco nights
Then Morocco, and the East,
Fly by morning light 

We're on the train to Bangkok
Aboard the Thailand Express
We'll hit the stops along
The rusted chains of prison moons
Are shattered by the sun.
I walk a road, horizons change
The tournament's begun.
The purple piper plays his
The rusted chains of prison moons
Are shattered by the sun.
I walk a road, horizons change
The tournament's begun.
The purple piper plays his
Take my sorrow and my sin
I will run into your arms again
Hold me father
Once again my tears are dried
By your perfect love that's river-wide
Evanescent figures walk by my side
As I silently cross the borders of night
Their voices gently push me through a solid prism of noise

I hear them
The dance of the puppets
The rusted chains of prison moons
Are shattered by the sun.
I walk a road, horizons change
The tournament's begun.
Gaining strength by tearing you down
Weakened by physical torment
Broken down by psychological exhaustion
Stretch the limits of psychic tolerance
Gaining strength by tearing you down
Weakened by physical torment
Broken down by psychological exhaustion
Stretch the limits of psychic tolerance
the flowers did the mountain side, and fragrance filled the dale,
By far the sweetest flower there
Was the rose of Allendale
Sweet rose of Allendale, sweet
now
While you, your fragrance drags
It conveys me to the country

And is...
this...
your birthday?

As if by flight, behold
I am sat in a leafy
An inanimate
Blood - red spot
Awakes curiobity
Of the crowd passing by
Still warm pieces of
A short life
Bits of human flesh
Deprived of shape
really a prism i guess
It just broke in a funny way
I found it on my way from texas
Headed for l.a.

This guitar was given me
By old man thomas gray
Golden Acapulco nights
Then Morocco, and the East
Fly by morning light 

We're on the train to Bangkok
Aboard the Thailand Express
We'll hit
Golden Acapulco nights
Then Morocco, and the East
Fly by morning light 

We're on the train to Bangkok
Aboard the Thailand Express
We'll hit
Red oak sugar and Korean dogwood and Korean dogwood
Vibes tug to run roam
Lit by mission moonlight
Kangas on that hillside
You are my life
Sitting here counting the hours
Waiting for the sun to kiss the sea
Paralyzed by the fragrance of the flowers
They remind me of you and me