Phosphorescent Echoes

Sound of the Week

Walls are melting and I’m seeing the sound, phosphorescent echoes make sounds around, feel the love of god and its all at peace. Stranded in the eyes of the deep blue sea, I am a thought, life is a dream. Held up high in the worlds above, drench my body in secret love, born again in the buddha womb again my friend. Munch a bunch and hear the crunch of hollow trees, shattered egos fly away in scattered debris, open up your mind cos it’s all for free…


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