Water

[Aesop Rock] It would've been the most beautiful second-coming of Christ that anyone had ever seen... The water ain't safe, the land's made of water I hug a half empty glass my dignity's trying to pawn her I'm trying to see the future in a tea cup and a saucer But I rather be drinking coffee with my cigarette foster Can a run-away buckle the cloud-nine fantasy filter To force the brutal truth of daily marketplace wars through the roof? I mean, I stood beneath the icicles that bleed under the awning And magically mastered the great absorbing of spirit falling But I'm sick I've plowed these fields a thousand times over Sold botanical research studies to farmers with whole quarters And when science proposes to art besides that peaceful sea I'll be that cat with a ring on a pillow shouting finally Take a number, the apple seeds raineth upon your slumber A hundred thousand freaks on parade for the village hunter My every whim acted upon has gone loopy But I play a game called let's prepare barnacle city for the end-all noosings I split the radius of go-getter bellies, reconnaissance Sleeping fossil genie bottle optimist freeze Run for the fountain but the fountain is a desert optical tease Tummy full of sand running man impossible stop There's a wing in my gut and I'm all dust Surfing the urban Iditarod, certainly flushed Now one in the hand is worth two atop the tallest cedar But what lies inside my heart is off the motherfucking meter [Hook] See the Water ain't safe no more "I'm just trying to build my self to act as a truly better man damn" See the water ain't safe no more I'm just trying to be a solid oak tree for every child to carve its name across "The water ain't safe no more" I'm just trying to be the dream of every peasant the hurricane can offer See the water ain't safe no more "I'm just trying to be some body I can talk to in the morning with a smile" The Water ain't safe no more.. [Verse Two] And I've always been a 40 night chronologic hostage Rusted hook in the lip of the monarch Wingless anime idol I don't play in the man race cycle Hope floater Gloating inside carnal indifference till doom cops a slot And potent quotas I'm 20 something pumping acrylic tomorrow sideways Blazing passage with a map tattooed on the back of the classless Now tip-toe across a lost cause Because a lost cause found Don't mean you found a cause That means you found a lost cause Ok now I've been here for role playing Slaying my here and now To benefit consumption for my peers steering the plow And it's incredible Handy jackets turn numerals to sentinels But bad apples ain't sweet And cretins' saddles ain't that memorable I'm Mozart with a focus on the tide Hiding the inconsistencies of man behind water and wine I wear a tiger striped ego and bivouac my progression Where the kindlings formulated through the flesh of the oppressors Now, God had a flask I can prove it You really think the 13 loops that used honor Spawned me a sober unit? check potion Addressed the ghost inside my TV with a ruler Adhered to the back bone, stone pusher Here ten thousand hackers deep in the movement That's 20,000 crucial ruby heels clicking in unison It's beautiful, truly beautiful I keep a stick inside my hand And carve my name inside every wall of the falling hologram [Hook]