Lyrics:
Ionian
I wanna live in Ionia
I wanna live in Ionia
I wanna live, ahh living in Ionia
Ionia, Ionian
I am Ionian
Don't text me, watch, which Ionian is
the embrace of the Ionian Sea
Strange how this is the way
Everything changes
But somehow it still feels the same
I know we may never know why
I'm sorry we
on the ionian sea
In two days' time we're gonna leave
I don't want to leave
Arrived here by ship
This magnificent trip
Has come to an end
As all good things do
and the fire divine
It was heard upon the waters
Of the Ionian sea
"The great Pan is dead"
The voice called for the demise
Of Antiquity
And its Sun to set
sinkholes closer
Dark matter bleeds space
Ionian white and gold lacing limbs
Curled up tight between
Breaching white walls and loose windows
Soft footfall
She's a bohemian badass
She got a sweet Swede battle axe
cnd she'll go all Locrian
On your little Ionian soul
It's how she roll...
She took
to Ionian sea
A dolphin skin feel
What I need is something vines relieve
A calming hazy sphere will help us feel revealed
I've reached the perfect gold
the notes of the Ionian mode
Get big
Diatonic, the track is fire when I am on it
Haters are in danger cause we major like a giant comet
Diabolic monolith, I'm
you can take me to the horizon and maybe much farther
And I
I am not a Kryptonian
And I know I should have told you
But with the melody in its Ionian
I
Without a new image, she ceased to exist
Cover-up blankets with soul-stricken match
A funeral march in Ionian patch
Among all the uses of beings that leave
still new
Crystal rivers run past the ruins
I am an oak
You are a linden tree
We live together on the Ionian sea
I'm at the top of the hill
cnd I can
the purest type of prayer, coral our greatest cathedral.
None of this is an allegory. Here is the allegory:
Between your Ionian silence and Celtic fury lies
wind and gale
From the Ionian plains to the far-off sea
He seeks redemption yet none are free
With a blade of steel and a heart of stone
He walks
The Ionian fire - it flickers and
Falls in the cold wind
In the streets, the cities ablazing
The final descent, the spirals turning
The barricades
Imitation of a temple of Ionian rhythm in the dimensions of a human body amidst the lush rainy vegetation of a Bavarian palace garden
the temple is
take the roots up
With the old etymology
In Kefalonia
And the blue Ionian sea
The way I know ya
Is like an old old olive tree
When I go to Ithaca
When I
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