The Candle

[Verse 1: Doseone] Folding… folding hues folding deep thin air devoured its seeding A droplet sears the stillness of space dissolved Carry a flicker wavers its light breath seeping through shapes solved heaving about shade after been shaved Gentle, swimming, formless Nature of nature, busting in flames Growing, silent fury of element glowing, eternity ripples reaching for capture Found… oxygen, needy of… oxygen Folding hues of perfect white silk in flowing A gentle yellow overlaps a pole vault silhouette past Dancing edges orange by fusing the warmth glimmers Casing of winds spinning shadows between the fragile brilliance of its shed and passionate tear Doused, roaring tender toward immortal brakes Replenished to brinks Disappeared prisoner to its purity, and nothing more Prisoner to its pure [Verse 2: Sole] I’m tired of being hard headed, being in sweat-imbedded with my past self-regretted How I used to chill, climbing down the molehill I’ve made of my innate inner child (still laugh at me) But the future ain’t as bight at the bottom And eminence is not a problem. I’ve [?]better voyeurs[?] than the days of Shakespeare My poems pour problems Here’s to what I’ve become The sun will always provide some inspiration But still I’m a figure in a museum I remain in the muses to madman’s innovation Please remove my finger from your chest These words were not made to seal your lyrics of ignorance If this sludge was ever left, I’m emphatic, inadequate in this Till’ I can once again become fathomed Wish I could grasp my torso, but it slipped through my hands, like my hands It all comes hand in hand with primitive grip by there I grope Angrily, bubbling, its changing me, my whole outlook Hey ma look at me, no form! Where I am on the notebook I’m not romantic as half the man I was in my last endeavor The rest of you, shut up! I lack the ability to pull myself back together [Hook] [Doseone] Nature of nature, bursting [Sole] The sun will always be there to provide some inspiration [Alias] Clarifying cobwebs and corners give me that warm feeling [Slug] Contained chaos replaced with natural gracefulness [Doseone] Nature of nature, bursting [Sole] The sun will always be there to provide some inspiration [Alias] Clarifying cobwebs and corners give me that warm feeling [Slug] Ahh the contained chaos replaced with natural gracefulness [Verse 3] [Alias] Being surrounded by wax you'd swear I was a DJ Living this nocturnal life, I never see the light of day (so may) I wander through my enwrapped body to try and find The pinnacle of my presence My totally pure state of mind On the topic cheated Only in darkness, I’m truly living for my immediate partner For the light, he was born forgiven Standing tall and thin you can’t really make out my mask The life span I was handed is disappearing depressingly fast I’ve seen 40 nights, but can’t recall any days My peak is starting curled Connecting with the wind, it sways I interact with my cohorts to illuminate various faces Mastered, meeting my match on a regular basis I wait while the second hand keeps moving and stopping Surrounding cylinders are quickly dripping and sopping Bleeding puddles in which I envision my own reflection Growing closer to the ground level, section by section Previously I stood erect. How I long for a dusk or dawn of yesternights Witnessing people’s rights, and people’s wrongs Symphony playing in the background to elevate my mood, I compact Becoming well aware that my ending existence is a fact Thoughts flash back of being closer to the ceiling Clarifying cobwebs and corners give me that warm feeling Feeling cheated for all the energy that I relinquished Hear my dying cry as my soul is slowly extinguished [Verse 4: Slug] You can count on me to hold steady letting you drip Down on me, whenever you’re ready to shed a glimpse Of light on whatever the situation is The contained chaos replaced with natural gracefulness I’ve felt them come and go You ain’t different than the rest of them Different colors, different scented ones Nothing changes but the aura, and I only notice a slight rendering Yet it secures my existence; my usefulness depends on them And I’m immobile, inanimate, a feeble decoration For this inadequate planet I took no part in creating So I make my reality Consume my space To play an intricate role behind those shadows on your face (Foundation) Never needed to be the shine (Illumination) and I'm content with my place and time (Affiliation) Reap desire, hunger for solidarity Traces of your visit and departure, scattered My heart is matted with your remains But nothing matters next to the factor that fashions how we're arranged (how we're arranged) It’s all deranged, how your smile's really a frown (got me ‘round) Cause’ once you burn up, down (down) I'll still be around It’s like that [Hook]