Tom Misch
Wonder Freeverse
[Verse:]
Set a blaze in hot box, just to kill this anxiety
Wonder when the clock stops cause the reaper been eyeing me
Knock knock, feel immortal, tell that joke again, wonder who
Come September soon, at my desk wonder when summer flew
For my runner youth, I'd double dash like on the cube
Tour de France inside the Louvre, glass prism refracting the art in view
Draw a portrait my heavy soul and lay it for you
Laid on a sonic bed for an audible format motion pic hundred rooms
Telling stories through many clues, read me through the dimples
Mona Lisa still imperfections blemished and pimpled
The ripple effect, magnifies structure so wicked timid
Print my hidden on a pebble sunk through surface level image
Wanna express gems collected inside the basket
Triple shot paper Spaldings floor or the casket
Sink it straight, ideas to the grave, modest with the talents
Jealous world needs pretty egos to behave...
A jealous world needs pretty egos to behave...
A negro bleeding for his art, a rebel slave
I Renoir in those memoirs impressions I dare show em
Driven, starry night you know I Van Gogh em
Long been frozen needed that kick for miles slipped on a pair of Van's
You don't know risk til you got kids seated back of your caravan
I can't live like another man
I and my legion, need that million dollar question ask me Regis
Elitist, it's I myself putting aside myself against the critics eye crying
And climbing shelfs to multiply my wealth
But check the time, sagging like I wore the timing belt
A little tired dash tells me the mileage running low
A million horse chariots, scary against the lot of other pros
Staging summers across the globe, got a hundred goals
Can't waste any more time, fuck, I'm getting old