Skip Town - Aesop Rock

Skip Town - Aesop Rock
Watchin the rainbows (thank you windows)
I mean it's all the same to some
But that cityscape makes me numb
Walkin'the wire between firewater and water
I'll take the tap
Still managed to end up thirsty the day
The nursery collapsed
In my hand I hold the plumage of a buzzard
Somethin'for circlin'nutrition (seems barbaric)
I may have just saved your children
There's an inborn tendency tellin'me to grip that sickle
The pirate tyrant breathes
Feed on your precious little pixels
I interviewed the sun
He said the future's lookin bright
I interviewed the rain
He claimed the suns truly a nansle
I'was supposed to interview the snow today
But of course he flaked
So I let my frigid demeanor teeter
Take his vacant place
We three sprout from the same litter
Yet amazingly crafted by separate scissors
I stalk the morbid beaten past
Splashin'in the cretin blizzard
Half my time is herded toward little lost causes
Half my time is spent pluggin these leaky faucets
An I'm here to pose inquiries
I'm here to draw a fork in the road
And call it the diary of common sheep aspiring
Little Billy star lit up the block got the right premise
But can't thread the needle
Without consultin apprentice present
I don't really know you
And I don't really care
Can't judge a man's dignity by the wattage in his stare
Maybe that deams me that vagabond you'd love to kill
But I really ain't got time for the mother f**king guilt
I'm gone and I best believe I'm leavin'
Pack up my belongings then it's off into the evening
Now I haven't exactly been embraced by the populace
Set sail upon the seven deadly seas of the anonymous
I'm gone and I best believe I'm leavin'
Pack up my belongings then it's off into the evening
I'm diggin' a tunnel to where the sun'l never shine
I've got my book I got my dream
I've got myself an' I'll be fine
My time is the day before the day the earth stood still
My time is the day before the soldiers fired at will
My time is the day before the hunter made his kill
My time to find a mile before the valley meets the hill
I'm an archer
Partnered with a farmer's board of appetites
Sweetalkin' a rasping down to a mere flashing of badges
Prototypic landscape staged every step of my well-oiled
Collective workhorse with prose and attention festive Wait
What about the captivator
I am the product of skeleton dancers voice
Crooked scattered amidst blue fields of firey bliss tricks
Where disease applicant activist rattlers
Fascinate brave child
Where expectant slave smiles at the stick
In the painted living
God if I could offer maintenance to fantasies I would
I'd place the button in the city square
For everyone to push
You see my mission's responsibilities range across the board
And so I'd rather be a pen than a sword
I swim a cold lake make no mistake I was not ready
All edgy and outta shape made the company look messy
Sorry well sorry
Honestly take it or leave it
Just let me know
So I ain't beggin' forgiveness throughout the evening
Basic locomotive with a whistle and caboose
Tryin'a pull my cargo 'cross the map without a boost
Brasher than more ways in ten years sturdy bird construction
Help the smokestacks puff until the morn dream torn
I'm gone and I best believe I'm leavin'
Packed up my belongings then it's off into the evening
I've knocked upon every little door that comes about
I'll sweep ya porch
If you can spare a couple of breadcrumbs and a couch
I'm gone and I best believe I'm leavin'
Pack up my belongings then it's off into the evening
This turning in my sleep is getting old and older still
I think I can I think I can I think I can
I think I will