If Farrell Sanders is the Pharoah then what does that make me
Still looking in the mirror to find the king in me"
Nobody else should place the influence of influenza on ya
Still out here in the grey with dreams of California.
Its not Andreas fault, its what Chicago taught
How trees and thotiana's are the dreams for which we fought.
Deeper than blue circles when I'm lost where I belong
split between squares and nautical ob-longs
But when your feeling naught, miles in what I travel 
looking for signs of life  - making my mind unravel
Idiocyncricies of you keep my eyelids open 
and when they are closed I still hear the words you spoken
in my emotions you've been cremated 
my - mind debating
images of you make my soul masturbate and-

Contemplating for the jazz that we started
How fast that we departed- deflating
the helium in you, souls and hidden truth
that there no knight any more 
But I hope you find the light in you
and ill keep travelling the ass-trail
looking for love in blu



No Knight

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