illAbiliTi - Summer School

Sweet lychee
You're a peach baby, in the summertime
Keep playing
All graffiti
Shades of spray paint on your lonely eyes
Rise and shine, it's morning
Roasted coffee
Smell the roses, honey
Let the sun come shining through
Mothers take your kids to school

But then what do they do? Hah
God knows, but I ain't mad
Nope
I just long for the days that we once had
Yupp
In a way, when we played for the gold, not the smoke or the cold cash
We used to catch colds, strep, or a throat rash
No one wore a face mask, hiding from their own past
But it's ok
Looking for a new way
Gotta enjoy the journey while you make it on your lone path
Stone caste, watch the dice roll bounce back
Lookin like a dime piece missing from an ounce sack
Sample of an old beat
Broken down 8track
Still about 8 miles left til the next track
Yeah
Ate good with my friends and my family
It's such a shame, they love but can't understand me
It feels like a curse, how badly, why I'm depressed but I feel so happy
Please don't @ me

I want to disperse, and make it all just go away
But all I really want is things to stay the same
Then I pray for things to change
Ohh God
Oh wait, I think i'm doing it again
They say
Success in repetition
Expecting different results, and you're all insane
You're all the same
You're all sins, babe
You're lost in space
You're all in

But so am I
Calligraphy on the mind
You memorized every line
Stenography of my rhymes
I reminisce, when we used sneak kisses behind the handball courts
Chillin out at recess
It's just a sign of the times
Why they wiped our minds blank
Then our eyes blind
& you can't find the reason or rhyme, nor the will to be kind
In my peripheral, see you give me the side eye
Technological lies
The speakers will die
The music survives
An elemental giving birth to new life
Your deepest fears
Know they can, but they won't be found
Fallen on deaf ears
Hearing No sound
True
If no one is around, or awake, it's all the same
It's no wonder we're feeling down, isolated in our houses
Reaching out through the fabric of space
Still I feel no shame, trying to beat time at it's own game
Click.....

Sweet lychee
You're a peach baby in the summertime
Keep playing
All graffiti
Shades of spray paint on your lonely eyes
Rise and shine, it's morning
Roasted coffee
Smell the roses, honey
Let the sun come shining through
Mothers take your kids to school

Sweet lychee
You're a peach baby in the summertime
Keep playing
All graffiti
Shades of spray paint on your lonely eyes
Rise and shine, it's morning
Roasted coffee
Smell the roses, honey
Let the sun come shining through
Mothers take your kids to school

Sweet lychee
You're a peach baby in the summertime
Keep playing
All graffiti
Shades of spray paint on your lonely eyes
Rise and shine, it's morning
Roasted coffee
Smell the roses, honey
Let the sun come shining through
Mothers take your kids to school

Sweet lychee
You're a peach baby, in the summertime
Keep playing
All graffiti
Shades of spray paint on your lonely eyes
Rise and shine, it's morning
Roasted coffee
Smell the roses, honey
Let the sun come shining through
Mothers take your kids to school

Written by:
Phil Stagliano

Publisher:
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