Andrew the Great Cartoon - Sands of Time

Imagine
The ultimate version of yourself
That you'll end up ultimately being
Create the picture beyond
All possible scenarios of logical reasons
Skip the process and be the planted seeds
Dem mythological trees bend the ladder til it breaks cause ya
Can't work towards something when all that exists is the moment that we be in
It's just a moment tied to the decision of fate
Each second that I believe in
My projections and metaphors take thoroughly as needed
When your desire is hungry ya feed it
Manifested loftily spilling syllable textures into the ancient covenant of sounds
Ya had best believe it Sands of time love is why
Temptation sounds really good right about now
Don't ever lose focus
Found
With a touch of an imprint from my fingertip
What goes around
Comes around
What goes around it surely comes around
What goes around comes around
Here to weather the seasons
Blossoming flowers from a dream
Standing erect monolithic memory tied
So I never forget how to count those stars
Though we may be memories apart our timelines intertwined
In this world you gotta have heart
Cause all we need do is stare at the moon
And I'll be right there with you
Separation and distance does not exist
Just the lies that they told us to keep our mouths shut and our dignities
Hidden within a frail attempt to dismiss all claims to righteousness
Keep ya chin up hunny
Grin and bear that weight and let it overflow in equivalence in a hard hard rain
Psy energy is imminent
My promises I deliver them
Every spoken word I remember them
Face to face to face
Hypnotized by ink expressing stories of life
No defense mechanism cause the tree shelters the sun from the eyes
What a beautiful life where transparency is all a disguise
But I'd eradicate their lies
Rising up, Hearts eyes, straight ties living right I once felt broke inside
Out came
Out came that glue from the dresser drawer
I made my move
I shoved the pieces back together and pushed them forward
Yea now its brand new broke no more
But my feet are sore
I strolled through hell and back and now my feathers are torn
Praying for grace
Tell me how to make a change the temple I build or destroy every day
I don't know why I am design

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Andrew the Great Cartoon

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