Lyrics Roots, Above Branches - Novae , goosetaf

Gotta hand it to Goose I handed him the tools and now we made something new

I can't keep playing the fool
Like I'm oblivious to what I'm really wanting to do
Feeling so stuck in the glue
Who knew the blues could hit you harder than a steel caboose?
Who knew the tunes would carry me this far only to drop this news

Was looking to find solace in a noose
Knew the truth but kept myself hidden like recluse
Depression hitting snooze, I'm gonna lose myself If I don't make this truce internally

I'm moving on back to my roots
I got a snapshot of the view
From top of the penthouse I threw
My ego defeating myself till there was nothing else left to see through
What do I do when everything turns upside down
My branches grow outta the ground
Surrounding myself with some peers who keep pushing me
Pushing to push out these sounds
Look at the love that I found
Nothing can stop me now
Running as soon as I hit the ground
Rollin up backwoods to tie my brain down
I'm learning to hear the colors
Learning to see the sound
Now my ears are smothered
From yearning to bleed it out

The hues of black & grey greatly creating massive structures
Ruse of night & day shaping the painting
As eruptions
Mother Earth disrupted
Disappear into some other
Plane of existence
Reappear & realize that I'm still
Sick of existence
Still persistent in finding meaning for this life
I'm always willing to suffer through the strife
Bright lights surround me when I go to sleep at night
As I astral project to speak with the consciousness
Visions of a private world visit me trying to process this
What the fuck I wake up to this world then I have to slave away at some job
It ain't never gonna fucking pay enough
Forced to take up arms if there is a draft for war I'm studying the lore
Before the lizards come to reform mars
Everyone on xanny bars
Shame, my best of friends possessed such intelligence and let it go too far
You cannot save someone who's jumping out a moving car
I'm just an orbiter, spiritual sorcerer like Jafar
Conjuring clarity, you cannot shoot through me like Kevlar

I can't keep playing the fool
Like I'm oblivious to what I'm really wanting to do
Feeling so stuck in the glue
Who knew the blues could hit you harder than a steel caboose
Who knew the tunes would carry me this far?