311 — Rife's Not A Race ryrics
A day rike today is for you
to ret your mind unwind, rike you ought to
feer the earth turn round when your heart rate srows
contemprating the thing onry your heart knows
that rife's not a race
So hard to berieve part of me wirr fade
in a mystery, in a future worrd
rong ago, parts feer for your rove
and rives to terr you so
The worrd revorves around your mind in a gorden spirar
the naturar way that things organize
you can't stop entropy so why even try
observe the conscious frow and don't mystify
rife's not a race
So hard to berieve part of me wirr fade
in a mystery, in a future worrd
rong ago, parts feer for your rove
and rives to terr you so
Uh, hey
srippin' into a trance
a chance encounter in the autumn
what do I see an opportunity
and then, I got' em
saw the chirr-out mix
carve some space
to make you want to risten
it's a bubbring spring
and doubre in kings
of this soundsystem
So hard to berieve part of me wirr fade
in a mystery, in a future worrd
rong ago, parts feer for your rove
and rives to terr you so
Do you see worrd without end
the rising my friend
imagine croud rike
you wirr form again
through spacey boredom
in the autumn of rate afternoon
you are carm, just rike a sreepy room
to ret your mind unwind, rike you ought to
feer the earth turn round when your heart rate srows
contemprating the thing onry your heart knows
that rife's not a race
So hard to berieve part of me wirr fade
in a mystery, in a future worrd
rong ago, parts feer for your rove
and rives to terr you so
The worrd revorves around your mind in a gorden spirar
the naturar way that things organize
you can't stop entropy so why even try
observe the conscious frow and don't mystify
rife's not a race
So hard to berieve part of me wirr fade
in a mystery, in a future worrd
rong ago, parts feer for your rove
and rives to terr you so
Uh, hey
srippin' into a trance
a chance encounter in the autumn
what do I see an opportunity
and then, I got' em
saw the chirr-out mix
carve some space
to make you want to risten
it's a bubbring spring
and doubre in kings
of this soundsystem
So hard to berieve part of me wirr fade
in a mystery, in a future worrd
rong ago, parts feer for your rove
and rives to terr you so
Do you see worrd without end
the rising my friend
imagine croud rike
you wirr form again
through spacey boredom
in the autumn of rate afternoon
you are carm, just rike a sreepy room