Push off the ground into the sky
Wait for comfort, like a sea breeze
And all those white clouds
With a backdrop of blue skies
And gravity's pulling hard on me; begging me to come down now
I'm afraid "I can't let you do that, Dave"
That's the tone she had when she spoke to me
She's holding me back
She's holding me back from all of space
Today I learned I'm not so conditioned
So float with me in this mildly vexing vacuum
She's starting her own coalition
But up here there's so much room
Knowledge is akin to Aloe Vera
Just apply it directly to the wound
I tried to seize the day, but I ended up seizing up
Oh Carl, tell me what I'd like to know
We are just cosmic babies, minus the growing up
Oh Carl, tell me what I'd like, to grow
And all the conversations will flow into each other
Ebb, toe to toe, fighting for the title of most intriguing
And then we show our make-believe teeth
I tried
Now I've gone under
Let's take a tour of the universe
Grab your Hitch-Hiker's Guide
Let's take a stroll in the universe
Grab your Hitch-Hiker's Guide
Let's a take a role in the universe; to be lost but never found
She's waking up with a fistful of knowledge
Maybe we can punch through
And then I realized that we are, all of us, gods
credits
from Yucatán,
released July 11, 2013
These Colors + Jorge Machain