Lletres: Elliott. Alchemy As A Rhythm.

you drop this right in front of me you tried to catch but you werent around ten thousand times slip knot with a cause comes to mind lazy face with vital signs that lie you finally let the cards just drop but fake an ace on your trip by the side congratulations all you want but youre as good as youre design revised you slowly let it all just drop a pretty face with your pretty little smile and its time to say its all a little fake these constellations are in line and ill just let it but you werent around ten thousand times you tried to make me if youre on your way then ill understand you move on my wake and ill understand you fly on your way to search promised lands if youll stop the race then ill learn to stand feel like you wont so why dont you make me you come to mind with all your lines you come to mind you renaissance man