‘Til Turnin’ Queasy

A camera on a flying ant and A microphone plant nearby my Flowering plant like it's an Enchantment on my Canterbury Trail which we've gone oh~so Far off, so got lost & found An odd bar loft for a little Liquor helping me speak easy 4 awhile 'til turnin' queasy https://open.spotify.com/track/51pshtuYkgUQnt5huMPbKL?si=hjf_JK7bRVC1wduIow9OYw&utm_source=copy-link https://open.spotify.com/track/6nFN8XceKhxfJeSzhptUVA?si=zhOKXnGkQaaTKpzh-Mo_kQ&utm_source=copy-link https://open.spotify.com/track/4xkOaSrkexMciUUogZKVTS?si=-puiB57fRPu82VqQeI-tKw&utm_source=copy-link https://open.spotify.com/track/62q9CqAH4ZZSB2YrjADHQe?si=RSXWtlOFSZSY4f98axmyRw&utm_source=copy-link

I Am A11 Mü§¡© (4 New ÖDD Ü)

I'm not the Rhythm nor Beat nor A step to a dance nor lyrics in 7 songs ~ I Am A11 Mü§¡© ~ I Am §weet feeling & Whö comes along To do what not EV∃И God thought 1 knew was possible 4 New ÖDD Ü https://open.spotify.com/track/2YdrFOfNZeKdQOUYw9duoA?si=cXDOoY2ZSx6zv6Xm43ozZg&utm_source=copy-link https://open.spotify.com/track/15bB4ZXVsgmlHuSA2RRQ6R?si=-odn4rEBQ1eZRVzaiVEVmw&utm_source=copy-link https://open.spotify.com/track/14Tuu2CobiHxebbrLgDQ3K?si=3wKg5CSASCmZvyOHAT_56g&utm_source=copy-link

217 – Describing Humans

Describing Humans is difficult they're little blank slates Nothing is Certain in Humans they're Children of the Universe Just odd Kids who know nothing other than how to laugh & cry They're not born good at anything yet can grow great at everything Somehow capable of growing greater than even the gods who never die