[Verse 1]
This was once the sea, for sure
Now it’s ragù-colored
That’s why I’m walking with a bittersweet taste
Mostly at night, and when I see a fixed spot, I camp there
They agreed to let me sleep in a Detroit urban farm
They are volunteer girls and boys who formed a gang a while ago
Oh Lord, I owe them so much, I mean, they go
From one place to another
And everyone is their brother
From another mother and the circle is formed. Hold up
One day I wake up next to the Brussels sprout
And I think I have to hoist the sales
I look at this kitchen garden like a watercolor one more time
And I leave with deer legs
I’ll reach the Shambhala at the end of the path
I get my wings back, pure surgery
I have a mandala and a city map on me
I told you I was about to leave, I told you I might clear out

[Chorus]
I see my ziggurat from here
It looks like it levitates, but it’s secured
It has been raising like a sequoia
In my psyche, in my memory

[Verse 2]
I’m in a sea full of jellyfish and plastic Lollapalooza cups
I maneuver, I feel like a new version of me
My body hasn’t floated for a while
It doesn’t worry me, it ain’t nothing
I’ll end up in the ocean floor turning into another fossil
Sediments
I thought I wanted to suffer less
But I had to accept my suffers
Not many men do it, make monuments
With the material of your impediments
You feel it?
I observed the meteorite, it was vibrating like a Maori
The door was opening
I have looked you in the eyes and I’ve seen you didn’t have
Just a piece of abyss and a t-shirt made in Myanmar from Primark
And a Samsara cycle that will give you a feedback you didn’t expect
Like a Gregor Samsa thing, like a revenge
I think we have gathered the Earth with half lifers
Got so pain for this, you gon’ pay for this
Hold up!

[Chorus]
I see my ziggurat from here
It looks like it levitates, but it’s secured
It has been raising like a sequoia
In my psyche, in my memory