Parallels by Thomas Trowbridge Lyrics
We see the scene and sheen before us
Light that's beaming from the chorus
People seeming and gleaning forbidden knowledge
Imagine calculatable, even fabled forces
Saving by aiming and playing with torches
Back porches show the known glow
Of bar-bee-que
To each their own
Talking like pong in a space of psychology
Abstract creation's a thing of embodying
Bodied by body's creating the naughty
Quality stalling for time
like commodities
Spotty and talking walls
And apologies
T-opography constantly lost in topology
You see these nodes
And antinodes
You'll hear a song
An еpisode
Then think of those who comе and go
You'll never know the antidote
Say it in the way you walk
Say it when you sway your hips
Slow and freak and bound around
Love it as it leaves your lips
Covet dreams and emotions too
Hope for freedom loving you
Know what tis you want to do
Tits are always over dew...
Down on your luck?
More like down just to fuck
There's nothing unmanly
About giving it up
Drowning in love
Lust is more than a bluff
Lost in the buff and the muff
Enough ain't never enough
Rough, like a life with(out) a brush
Scanning for a canvas to touch
Panning, the camera's too much
Lost in the rush of the blush
I should be a better man
I should mind the weather man
I should do whatever man
I should never sever man
I should keep us all together man
Wish I couldn't do what I know I should, dude
That would be the best excuse
For losing truth, then tie the noose
Learn your view and chose to do
Yes you
K(no)w I'm talking too
Pushed aside like yesterday's jam
West of the ham
With a yeast connection
Feast on a weak erection
leg 'o' lamb
and find there's a beast reaction
Weak lives, but there leaves a weapon
Nine wives, weaves a question?
Speaking of... untold lessons
All in?
Must fold, brethren
Rather hold the bold acceptance
Suicidal thoughts got me growing like
What doesn't kill me just makes me stronger, right?
Gaze into the light until my eyes is abyss
Graze on these days till my soul is ablaze
Pissed when I'm blinded by this
Infinity train
Ego dissolves, hauling an appalling resolve
Absolve me
so to leave me all but withdrawl-ed
Stuck upon all that's enthralled
Briefly free of all of this bliss
Stiff her, then leave her amiss
Like who could do with more than a tip?
Tease her, then blow her a kiss
Another day, another dollar
Another play, another wallow
If ya hear, ya better follow
less I make you buy the collar
Ya better follow, if ya hear
Another wallow another steer
Another sow, another beer
Another drama
Another lame
Another comma
Feeling shame
monsta fame
Lotsa pain
Turn my back
Walk away
Bre-Bre-Break it down
Self-control
Yes or no
Maybe hazy
Never know
Always show
In a hole
Inhale and blow
There I go
Sold for sale
Might as well
Pave the way
Stay in place
Pace the days
Misplaced away
Space-uh-race
Anyways...
I thought I was done bouncing
Way back
But that was before I got that
Safe crack
Nature's n̶o̶t̶ made
of straight lines
But life might
We curve time,
we swerve right
We learn how to sleep tight
Circular time, an analog rhyme
Freestyle
from the bottom I̶ we climb
Whenever we lyin'
fallin' back to ani - I̶ we - mal times
Light that's beaming from the chorus
People seeming and gleaning forbidden knowledge
Imagine calculatable, even fabled forces
Saving by aiming and playing with torches
Back porches show the known glow
Of bar-bee-que
To each their own
Talking like pong in a space of psychology
Abstract creation's a thing of embodying
Bodied by body's creating the naughty
Quality stalling for time
like commodities
Spotty and talking walls
And apologies
T-opography constantly lost in topology
You see these nodes
And antinodes
You'll hear a song
An еpisode
Then think of those who comе and go
You'll never know the antidote
Say it in the way you walk
Say it when you sway your hips
Slow and freak and bound around
Love it as it leaves your lips
Covet dreams and emotions too
Hope for freedom loving you
Know what tis you want to do
Tits are always over dew...
Down on your luck?
More like down just to fuck
There's nothing unmanly
About giving it up
Drowning in love
Lust is more than a bluff
Lost in the buff and the muff
Enough ain't never enough
Rough, like a life with(out) a brush
Scanning for a canvas to touch
Panning, the camera's too much
Lost in the rush of the blush
I should be a better man
I should mind the weather man
I should do whatever man
I should never sever man
I should keep us all together man
Wish I couldn't do what I know I should, dude
That would be the best excuse
For losing truth, then tie the noose
Learn your view and chose to do
Yes you
K(no)w I'm talking too
Pushed aside like yesterday's jam
West of the ham
With a yeast connection
Feast on a weak erection
leg 'o' lamb
and find there's a beast reaction
Weak lives, but there leaves a weapon
Nine wives, weaves a question?
Speaking of... untold lessons
All in?
Must fold, brethren
Rather hold the bold acceptance
Suicidal thoughts got me growing like
What doesn't kill me just makes me stronger, right?
Gaze into the light until my eyes is abyss
Graze on these days till my soul is ablaze
Pissed when I'm blinded by this
Infinity train
Ego dissolves, hauling an appalling resolve
Absolve me
so to leave me all but withdrawl-ed
Stuck upon all that's enthralled
Briefly free of all of this bliss
Stiff her, then leave her amiss
Like who could do with more than a tip?
Tease her, then blow her a kiss
Another day, another dollar
Another play, another wallow
If ya hear, ya better follow
less I make you buy the collar
Ya better follow, if ya hear
Another wallow another steer
Another sow, another beer
Another drama
Another lame
Another comma
Feeling shame
monsta fame
Lotsa pain
Turn my back
Walk away
Bre-Bre-Break it down
Self-control
Yes or no
Maybe hazy
Never know
Always show
In a hole
Inhale and blow
There I go
Sold for sale
Might as well
Pave the way
Stay in place
Pace the days
Misplaced away
Space-uh-race
Anyways...
I thought I was done bouncing
Way back
But that was before I got that
Safe crack
Nature's n̶o̶t̶ made
of straight lines
But life might
We curve time,
we swerve right
We learn how to sleep tight
Circular time, an analog rhyme
Freestyle
from the bottom I̶ we climb
Whenever we lyin'
fallin' back to ani - I̶ we - mal times