One call, four receivers It's widespread constant use of the phone line, said son's tone growing deeper We all felt, vibed, sensed rotten roots in fraudulent people, then I bartered a sequel Seismic rocks been moving But ain't never seen sole forming neither I'm sent Soaring through an aether, time spent jostling, screwed up at most Sorta normal-ish since son's dome done grown a thinker Clocked in boredom, let me tinker, I'll be out before you know when I got here Served the rawest danger, stop, stare, formed up from a dark heir's hands

Picturesque movie scene, a scene that's soon to be on demand These friends assuming these answers were written with these honest hands I don't know when to interject, who the chief? Chief ain't said a word, chief just recruit a team Chief just dropped a plan, chief about to walk the strongest strand and leap, plunge from overhead And in my palm I scope a high descension The squad gets dry and distant and I witness an eye witness Front lawn chronicles and it's time to go, not miles, inches New paths to be discovered though, like the last few weren't so sufferful We're re-establishing our growth, sit up, tuck and roll The grass is green everywhere I get up and go

Everywhere I get up and go

Modnote: Retimed to 6m 55s 344ms. Time starts at 2.689 and ends at 6:58.033.