trippy-neojazz_concrete_trees Lyrics

I used to be one within the world of this town

But now I keep getting turned around

These street names sound familiar

Yet feel so foreign and confusing

Which directions that they're going

Did they reorder from what they used to be

Second nature like this forest was my roots too

Concrete trees, wind morphing as I groove

The atmosphere unique, every city has its vibe

And general structure it just feels nice

Blending in with it, well at least I'm trying

It's refreshing just strolling disregarding the time

The present is fresh, that's why they call them moments

Because if life has stinky breath, it's old food, you need more mints

If one with the water stream forgets that it's flowing

Just drifting, the water drop don't know about the ocean

Though why can I vividly recall

The walks to class for the first time in a while

Half a mile wasn't bad, until it turned 5 degrees

And I'd freeze

But had a fun doing the work alright

Hope I have the same spark it'll keep burning bright

Never ending lanes vast as internet

Each constructed structure is a website address with its depth

Information and the users, so much with the intellect

If it is finite, then I guess there's bottom to this river bed

Got stoned in an alleyway, then strolled the block

Of the spots and places I used to roam around often

All felt comfortable at the local spots

But complicated feelings I didn't know if I was lost

Woah, was just talking about how I used to get the Dominos

By my old apartment, but revisiting 4 years later saw it closed

It got to me, but kept it going to that Jewel Osco

That I got groceries was popping

But I didn't enter in, I had nothing to get

Wanted to hit up that park I used to kick it and smoke some spliffs

But the dogs and the owners took own of it

Figurative like pigeons owning roads they kick it in

I popped into a bakery I seldom went

Got cupcakes, red velvet of scarlet shades

Contemplated, told the lady throw in that s'mores bar

She said alright kay

Then some other ladies walked in

And I went back to my hotel and spent the night

Big day ahead the next one, now as I write

Some days later I can't even describe

All the things I did in those walked 12 miles

Sat by a beautiful scene with lots of persons

Had a drone in my bag but was awfully nervous

To go airborne, because I don't got a permit

And unsure if I could do that

Until later a different day I did, and it was worth it

I could feel lost one moment and then the next

Turn and recognize a building know I've been

Or a street I've walked, but all its so complex

Because these strangers may have long ago had met

These street names sound familiar

Yet feel so foreign and confusing

Which directions that they're going

Did they reorder from what they used to be

Second nature like this forest was my roots too

Concrete trees, wind morphing as I groove