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feeds the birds so I ain't got to trip
these demons really want my head but they can't hold the clip
and I been covered by the blood you should go take

Listen to the birds chirp
Then I watch them fly
What a pretty sight
With you by my side
I'm gonna live it right
So just give me time
I'll take you with me

creature of the field: 
The wild animals quench their thirst. 
By them shall the birds of the heaven have their habitation, 
Which sing among the branches.

they wish they could  labotomize 
Cuz my view is optimized 
Primeval refined by spirit
With mild ego amigo


Im on the Star bird route
Navigatin flows

Consider the complexity of being conceived
In a sea of information
The insemination of artificial intelligence
Without an issue of dependency
Upon

in this moment of our lives

What you see, little we 
Sliding down into the sea
To reflect the great big sky 
For all the birds to fly 

Who drop their

If your love is marred by anger
perhaps it wears a mask
and underneath those hollow eyes
a prisoner is cast
but grief will buy you nothing

EARTH PEOPLE
Written by H. L Seaton Published by Metronome Music (p)©2016
1.	LOVE THE LIFE YOU LIVE, AND YOU SHOULD LIVE THE LIFE YOU LOVE
WE ARE ONE

a joke
Yeah I know it is, ain't liars, just a fraction of their brains pinned down to prevent spirit riots
They are high! (Like the birds)
But held back by

My Place

Patrice

Free-Patri-Ation [Expanded Version]

2008

This is my place
And I wanna share it with you

I got myself a place to dream
I touch the wind
Caress the sea
And I want you there
To hold me

by the time when i stop feeling weak
I want the cheesy walks by the sea
Take us to a crib by the trees
Dancing with the birds n’ the bees i’m

of the birds consoling me
Just me by the sea, being free
Everything i wanted to be
Sunshine im just fresh and clean, hear me out
Stop all of the stressing

weaving love into a mad jazz pattern
Ruled by Pantaloon
Poor little rich girl
Don't drop a stitch too soon

We'll be as happy and contented as birds upon

UP OUR OLD HOMESTEAD BY THE SKIRTS OF CHANCE I AM NOT DEAD 
WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN MY BLUE-EYED ONE YOU’VE BEEN GONE THE WHOLE NIGHT LONG AND HERE YOU

with the world on her shoulders.

The actor in the wings, to the mocking bird that sings.
From the bottom of the sea, to the penthouse suite.
As I turn

lookin' for the brightest way every day
Stay driving in yo lane
Cuz you know we not the same right
Uh you judgin' a bird by how it swims in the sea
But all

home-voyage: at first indeed
Thro' many a fair sea-circle, day by day,
Scarce-rocking, her full-busted figure-head
Stared o'er the ripple feathering from her

At least I don't have to delay
There's something in those trees we're like prey
At the world decay
Write a couple phrases
Raise and praise the bird
I'm done

A cold winter day
Once on a night
The trees in the wind are blowing faster than lights
I walk on the shore
A day by the sea
You are always there for

the dust 
An Eden dismembered by love
Under the sea under the sky
I own your soul, I am your soul
Imprison defy, defeat and deny 
I own your soul, I am your

every day over text
Tell me all your dreams
Vulnerability let's take it there
Not defined by our past
Let's talk about it
Let's clear the air
Yeah I been

assets
Gambling my heart away, low probabilities
Caused by a misplay
Toiling to get by the cold winter
To hinder
So easy, so calm, so absurd
Made me into

so far away?

Maybe you feel like you're a sailor that's been lost at sea
Tossed about and held down by the gravity of life
And would anybody care

the birds on the beach just out of reach
pick on a crab til it's clean
we walk hand in hand write in the sand
the words float away to the sea
  And it's a one