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Ruby Yacht – Love Child lyrics
[Verse 1: S. Al]
In preparation for the grand madness
I adopted some habits that was haphazard
To produce my own altar of self-nourishing bread
These were the words that rang in my head
It's like
Kenosha
Griot
Keynote speaker
I can't freeload
And I no longer wear the benevolent robe of the hero
Or offer advice to those who accept me
Those perennially industrious
Purposely not relaxing
Just checking in on dates and contacts and podcasts
I plunge into my personal riddle
By which I project myself as outcast
I mean distinct
We were a small insular group
Our instinct, destructive to ourselves as persons
But hey, at least it's worth it
I am a product of this world
Giving me inherent advantages
And while y'all became disenchanted
We doubled down on believing
That we belonged in these circumstances
This is where the work was to be done
In idle hours of great intensity
While I jot down the details of this fantasy
In this uncertain-
This uncertain period upon the land
Written in terms of acid content
I have to take a stand
Meanwhile, I felt the lights darken
And my whole body turn to rubber
The decade part of everyday life could stretch my lumbar
Formulas can not compete with dumb fire
I just freewheel in a freefall
Telling time by a sundial
I am just a lovechild of the arts
Poet, painter
Teacher, maker
Speaking daily to the creator
I am just a lovechild of the arts
Poet, painter
Teacher, maker
Speaking daily to the creator
I am just a lovechild of the arts
Speakin'
Teacher, maker
Speaking daily to the creator
I am just a lovechild of the arts
Speakin' d'
Teacher, maker
Speaking daily to the creator
I am just a lovechild of the arts
Poet, painter
Teacher, maker
Speaking daily to the creator
I am just a lovechild of the arts
Poet, painter
Teacher, maker
Speaking daily to the creator
I am just a lovechild of the arts
Poet, painter
Teacher, maker
Speaking daily to the creator
I am just a lovechild of the arts
Poet, painter
Teacher, maker
Speaking daily to the creator
I am just a lovechild of the arts
Poet, painter
Teacher, maker
Speaking daily to the creator
In preparation for the grand madness
I adopted some habits that was haphazard
To produce my own altar of self-nourishing bread
These were the words that rang in my head
It's like
Kenosha
Griot
Keynote speaker
I can't freeload
And I no longer wear the benevolent robe of the hero
Or offer advice to those who accept me
Those perennially industrious
Purposely not relaxing
Just checking in on dates and contacts and podcasts
I plunge into my personal riddle
By which I project myself as outcast
I mean distinct
We were a small insular group
Our instinct, destructive to ourselves as persons
But hey, at least it's worth it
I am a product of this world
Giving me inherent advantages
And while y'all became disenchanted
We doubled down on believing
That we belonged in these circumstances
This is where the work was to be done
In idle hours of great intensity
While I jot down the details of this fantasy
In this uncertain-
This uncertain period upon the land
Written in terms of acid content
I have to take a stand
Meanwhile, I felt the lights darken
And my whole body turn to rubber
The decade part of everyday life could stretch my lumbar
Formulas can not compete with dumb fire
I just freewheel in a freefall
Telling time by a sundial
I am just a lovechild of the arts
Poet, painter
Teacher, maker
Speaking daily to the creator
I am just a lovechild of the arts
Poet, painter
Teacher, maker
Speaking daily to the creator
I am just a lovechild of the arts
Speakin'
Teacher, maker
Speaking daily to the creator
I am just a lovechild of the arts
Speakin' d'
Teacher, maker
Speaking daily to the creator
I am just a lovechild of the arts
Poet, painter
Teacher, maker
Speaking daily to the creator
I am just a lovechild of the arts
Poet, painter
Teacher, maker
Speaking daily to the creator
I am just a lovechild of the arts
Poet, painter
Teacher, maker
Speaking daily to the creator
I am just a lovechild of the arts
Poet, painter
Teacher, maker
Speaking daily to the creator
I am just a lovechild of the arts
Poet, painter
Teacher, maker
Speaking daily to the creator
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