feeling the eagls so free im flyimg hight night coming down hitting the moon feeling im free earh shacking tackling dancing with lions and wolves coming together like seeing a lion wounded but fighting like his life deepending not to fall not trying ro go sidways perkies left them with the foam cup as its still empty tiddlwaves calide not to be ridling with this calido scope looking in the way of open shooting to the sun cause on fire is were i feel the safest stars surgically removing them from my gaze so bright i lip into connito mode so lode up the fuel not to go still walking with hip in pocket dont have a lockit on hand but magic is what i do best as i smoke up this haze as im not trying to sound crazy as i still floating with these flows as i imagine in a lake full of electricity all around me the moon start to bouncce the sun gans rhythm as the sounds of the bongo drumbs still floating with a thousand of eagles soaring like iam free