Can you hear it?
Place a temple to my upper torso
Let life rain into the holes on either side of your head
Dope beat, ain't it?
Give the drummer some
That bass be knocking from behind the cage
Can you dig it?
"Six feet under" type groove
But there's no "Night of the Living Dead" here
Breaths sing hymns here
Limbs dance wickedly here
Minds stay open even when eyes are closed here
Smiles are the catalysts of peaceful chaos
and as long as you continue to show me pleasant teeth
I will forever scream a whisper to you that exclaims
Can you feel it?
Comparable to a baby's kick from within the womb
The touch of it sends a shockwave of party
throughout your nervous system
Keep your head pressed against your future
Keep your head pressed against a reflection of your past
Keep your head pressed against the presence of the present
I present my present of eternal to you
They say the baby grand piano
that plays in between your lungs
happens to be the same size
as a left jab and a right hook
I guess this means
I'm giving the equivalent of my two fists to you
And I have exceptionally large hands
Can you see it?
Let your eyes dance to it
Gaze upon every jump of it like they're bursting fireworks
Let the notes stream through your veins
Let every riff make hairs stand
Let the modulations take your body
where only kindred spirits float
Listen to my heartbeat
The song it plays
was produced and engineered