Sunrise Lyrics

Sunrise, paradise sun

Sunrise, paradise

Sunrise center me before the crazy wakes

Amen to my manic mind

Sunset to the break of day, I'm asking can I fly?

You could call me Icarus, I'm getting close to burning up

A phoenix in the ashes, a dreamer and his passion

The laughings everlasting, now my serotonins crashing

Serenade with lullabies and circulate the lovely times

Me, I need a wake up call, melatonin melodies

I think I'm out of area, I'm elbow deep in elegies

My soul is so gone, I'm hoping I'm wrong

These moments 'till dawn are seeming like eternity

But my grip is slipping on the handle

Psyche splitting like a sandal

It just hit me like an anvil that I'm static on one channel

Financial life is beautiful, I'm stranded in a new hotel

It is irrefutable these lines are longitudinal

I'm likely linked to Lazarus

Describe me with no adjective

Then love me where my mattress is

By morning I'll be gone

Sunrise, paradise sun

Sunrise, paradise

Sunset, help me feel something I can't understand

Sunset, come get your rest

I'm basically a sucker for your pheromones

Prepare the throne the heir is home

Sing it like a baritone

But I could barely breath, learn to meditate with ease

Come animate my dreams then go dub the Japanese

Accentuate the highs but appreciate the lows

Attenuate your cries, do not deviate the flow

Calculate by pi then go multiply by I

Running circles in the sky, I am certain its goodbye

I was mortified I was born to die

But there's more to find in this mortal life

Moving towards divine each blue night

Before July I'ma reach new heights

Borderline disorder but I fortified my aorta

I got a sword on my side, heart on my sleeve

I'm back on my vibe, pardon my leave

Perceptions just a part of how we weave it all together

Percolate the pain now the outcomes even better

There are X's on my eyes, come and find the treasure

Super Saiyan flow, I got Goku on my sweater

Sunrise, paradise sun

Sunrise, paradise

Sunset, help me feel something I can't understand

Sunset, come get your rest

This hunk of junk will make it there

The Art of Zen and Motorcycle Maintenance is finally making sense

Been balling like a baby in his cradle since

1990, find me penning licks like a Doberman

This sober man is doper than an overdose

I'm almost close to paradise

Easy does it, reach the summit

Comatosed and paralyzed, now every flow is maritime

I rose above my fear

I am finally here

Look me in the mirror

And my reflections… clear