Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Branches, artist - Long Arm. Date of issue: 10.02.2011
Song language: English
The Branches |
| Far away it’s journeys mystic/ |
| Cold air brush the soils, the terrain is the canvas/ |
| Dense canopies, yellow strokes, crimson sky’s, hypnotic views it keep you still |
| forever/ |
| Conversation with the clouds of guidance/ |
| This forest of wonder it whispers with the voice of no face/ |
| But true nature, no direction to this place of extreme beauties/ |
| River flows to the rhythm of your every step/ |
| Reflection streams as the mental creates the ripples/ |
| Hugged by these brunches the expression loves, sky cries at random moments, |
| wing creatures they form umbrella structures/ |
| Neon lights they spark a new darkness, transparent soils, marvel like they |
| grounded crystals… the floors of healing/ |
| The grounds of life pure like the clearest of visions, a domain we life exist |
| as wild as you/ |
| Conversations with the branch climbers, leaf eaters, underground travellers/ |
| Walk on waters were the curtains flow the reflection in the mirror it shows |
| nuthin/ |
| This is the place of no judgement death even walks the same path in this zone |
| but it’s all smiles/ |
| No fears but the one to exit this place/ |
| Return to realities of mixed expressions/ |
| Seated but now we floating, pure energy, feeling new vibrations/ |
| High times were no smoke it lingers/ |
| We slowly spinning rotational movement creating patterns of self/ |
| Different colours and symbols, signals from the canvas of thoughts/ |
| Environment breaths life in every moment pick the seedling watch it grow from |
| the palms of your hands, your tears dwell/ |
| No desires to leave this place but back to the soils earth bound, |
| looking for the exit/ |
| The heart sinks for the purpose of my new steps/ |
| What was this now disappears/ |
| Waves from circles of life you soon meet again/ |
| Your arms raise, gestured with a smile of many questions/ |
| Back to this place boring before you walk the path of new |
| Scenes/ |
| Glass is now filled again, flick the lighter now we back tracking… |
| It now begins/ |
| Burning insides, earths poisons rest the glass that’s hidden/ |
| Two windows smashed with the impact of deep waters/ |
| Drowning so it seems, I calm down and relies I’m still breathing/ |
| From where I left I now swim aquatic/ |
| Swimming to scale of friendly ocean dwellers/ |
| Sentient life of another but this occasion felt like nuthin here was new/ |
| Tryna find the surface, now just another jewel walking the golden sands of |
| pleasures/ |
| Is this another trap door housed by the content of raw footage?/ |
| The branch of this journey now splits into two/ |
| The method of decapitation, top the head to experience new growth, |
| rapid as the polarities form the inns and outs of a mystical journey/ |
| The forest entrance a spectrum that curse the soul, bleeds emotion/ |
| The force is weak as what was experienced before still boils/ |
| Pure in the blood circulating/ |
| Steering at temper, the smiles are neutral/ |
| Fire in the sky it falls, as it merges as one Maya reveals itself as you/ |
| Forest changes with the sounds of charms/ |
| Life hibernates gone like it was forever missing/ |
| Leafs fall, unmasked itself now remains branches naked/ |