Testo My Mind

stepping steps of floating floats that float above such shining notes they know just where we should rest policed and waiting patiently we knew where we'd gone and where we'd be we know this should never drown the seeds (just where/why their feet are moving) my mind is all gone deaf and dumb but fluent speech speaking speaks and listening while eating piled tangled sugar weaves (just where/why their feet are moving) my mind is all gone down deep pace past finding another there, got a dollar? sold! you are hands just do as i please i feel my body moving and feels these feet a moving a messy mess of fruits and pies that dance about these aging eyes they know just what becomes of seeds a busy suit or dirty boys feeling rude in lazy lies, (oh) my my my my (just where/why their feet are moving) my mind is all gone down deep pace past finding another there, got a dollar? sold! you are hands just do as i please i feel my body moving and feel these feet a moving