Breath Revolver No. 1 ft. Andy Chess Lyrics

In the Wisdom of silence,

the compassion of sound

There's an old story

There's a soul story

A summer night in the tree by the creek story

Beachy toes with your baes by the waves day

It's an allegory

Rearranging categories;

It's circulatory

It multiplies

Lyke fire

When divided.

I can't hide it

I've been guided

Many sided

Undivided

I Collided

With you

Coincided

With you

I know i can confide

In you

Lyke the color blue

on the stroke of Truth

Now I know It gets precarious

But by the end of the sentence

I feel a new kind of sentience

A new kind of engine

Moving lyke chariots

This is the essence

And I do not live vicariously

I'm embodied

Do my studies

Learned about all these nefarious deeds

But baby Aquarius season rings

And in the final count, Everything Is Everything