When the rage is seething I'm breathing
And remembering my love for logic and reason
And intuitions a wish to believe that I am
Only one of infinite fish in the sea
And if you choose to listen to me
I might tell you what my beautiful sisters see
And all my brothers are doubles of me
We come and go as we please in the mystery
Some times we do it so wistfully
Sometimes we do it so blissfully
Gently we avoid trickery
True power comes from sensitivity
Wise men say
I hold my dreams for survival
In the challenge of the myriad invisible rivals
Seeking the truth amid slander and libel
It's symbolic like all of our lives revivals
Pile it on clear it off
Tabula rasas' cacophony is never lost
Only our names are embossed
LIke the cloaks we don to keep out the frost
My intentions were clear
Before I set foot here in the the atmosphere
Through the portal no mortal is mere
Manipulating airwaves to cast out fear
From the silence between the notes
I hope that the ghost will remember to quote
The wisdom kids come to elope and emote
Cause we're all in the same old boat
Wise men say
Live it up and joke when you're close enough
To call me on a phone made of rope and coconuts
It's all I need to see the clouds open up
And feel the sun shining like a token of
Your affection and your gratitude
Helping me out to refine my attitude
At this latitude there's never a platitude
Silence is golden chasing right after you
Clocking in at a brain-breaking 62 tracks, “Walk Tall for Papyrus” offers genre-spanning songs from members of a private Facebook group. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 5, 2021