Apollo Brown
Waters of Nazareth
[Intro]
Run your fingers through the Waters of Nazareth
Everybody else has, you know?

[Verse 1]
Heart attacking again, chest blackening
Head's cracking again from pacific which is lacking within
Watching Atlantic's tides creeping in
And he's realizing with no disguising
There's a previous ocean still tantalizing
To Pacific's eyes when, my temperature's rising
Though I float smoothly instead of abusing
She can't see oceanic pollution
Still his containment is soothing so I'm losing gallons
Birds scrape and scratch me
When I'm landed on with sharp talons
I lay back pass the islands, takes three months of waiting
I'll be back down to low tide my saltwater evaporating
Pacific still being dipped in but not by myelin
So my contents are still dying, while bad birds keep flying in
The others I don't want , but I enter myself ignorantly
Into shallow oceans, kinda hoping they don't elevate me
While loved ones and surrounding others
Say they don't deserve my holy waters in their life
I think pacific does but she doesn't realize

[Chorus] (x4)
(Tell Me) Oceans of Wisdom
(...me only, yeah) Waters of Nazareth

[Verse 2]
Yo; Mid ocean potion hitting notions of my explosions
Your winter erodes the center of Atlantic's frantic land seams
Engulf beams of your radius, changing ever gracious
Chambers half of eight so glacious, and moving spacious
Months, years, sun, moon, stars, in between
Spread ya earth under me before the trenches are seen
Plain as night, days are slights circles of hands
Around twelve digits, I slowly calculate your positions
Wishing I layed in your gulf streams
I can run my fingers through the tributaries
But can't describe the seas
And the rivers leave slivers of pollution in my solution
Dilution of viscosity, spreading everything from possibly
Building up, spilling cups of hydrosphere, so why be here?
Without chance of entering your fissures and expanding
Cause only your water appears clear
And hope is still withstanding

[Chorus] (x4)
(Tell Me) Oceans of Wisdom
(...me only, yeah) Waters of Nazareth

[Verse 3]
Confined in channels, paths braided like your currents
While I meander downstream
You watch, hold rocks, contemplating
Dredging for the fledging floodplain in which we sit
Broken dams replaced by weathered hands
I'm frozen by eclipse
Residence time is condensed as the chambers of the Arctic
Wrench backwards caused by the moons adverse
Gravitation, making your warm earth move away from
The waves of my beeping life line decaying lifetimes
Hydrograph finds sublime signs, red sea declines
Atlantic tides reaching highs, evaporate except my eyes
Salinity rise, what has this taught ya 'bout my culture?
You've filtered through the grains
And went for dirt like groundwater
Never thought she be so porous, pacific riding sea horses
If you drift and find me later, see what pollution causes

[Chorus] (x4)
(Tell Me) Oceans of Wisdom
(...me only, yeah) Waters of Nazareth