《Rings(Instrumental)》歌词

[00:00:00] Rings - Aesop Rock

[00:00:38] Used to draw

[00:00:39] Hard to admit that I used to draw

[00:00:41] Portraiture in a human form

[00:00:43] Doodle of a two headed unicorn it was soothing

[00:00:45] Moving his arm in a fusion of man made tools

[00:00:47] And a muse from beyond

[00:00:48] Even if it went beautifully wrong

[00:00:50] It was tangible truth for a you'th who refused to belong

[00:00:52] No name nuisance

[00:00:53] Fools in a bedroom

[00:00:54] Oozed in a brand new cuneiform

[00:00:56] Barely commune with the horde

[00:00:58] Got a whole grey scale ungluing his world

[00:00:59] Might zone out to the yap of the magpie

[00:01:02] Unseen hand dragging his graphite

[00:01:04] Cross contour little bit of back light

[00:01:05] Black ink after a bristol to baptize

[00:01:07] You can imagine a rush that ensue

[00:01:09] When you get three dimensions stuffed into two

[00:01:11] Then it's off to a school where it's all that he do

[00:01:13] Being trained and observed by a capable few

[00:01:15] Back in New York five peeps and a dog

[00:01:16] In a two bedroom doing menial jobs

[00:01:18] Plus rhyming and stealing and being a clod

[00:01:20] Distractions free to maraud

[00:01:22] I left some years a deer in the light

[00:01:24] I left some will to spirit away

[00:01:26] I let my fears materialize

[00:01:28] I let my skills deteriorate

[00:01:30] Haunted by the thought of what I should have been continuing

[00:01:31] A mission that was rooted in a twenty year affinity and rickety condition with an

[00:01:34] ID crisis

[00:01:35] Nap on the front lawn look up in the sky it's

[00:01:38] Shapes falling out of the fringe

[00:01:41] All heart tho he woulda made cowardly kings

[00:01:44] They will chop you down just to count your rings

[00:01:48] Just to count your rings just to count your rings

[00:01:52] And there were

[00:01:53] Colors pouring out of the fringe

[00:01:56] All heart tho he woulda made cowardly kings

[00:01:59] They will chop you down just to count your rings

[00:02:03] Just to count your rings just to count your rings

[00:02:08] Used to paint

[00:02:09] Hard to admit that I used to paint

[00:02:11] Natural light on a human face

[00:02:13] Stenciled fire on his roommates bass

[00:02:15] It was blooming addiction

[00:02:15] A miss and a push and a pigment

[00:02:17] Book like a tattooed pigskin look

[00:02:19] Pin head kids intermittent

[00:02:20] Drank kool aid from a tube of acrylic

[00:02:22] And I grew up in a linseed oil over linen

[00:02:24] Joy to the poison voice in the resin

[00:02:26] Capture a map of the gesture

[00:02:27] Back up add a little accurate fat to the figure

[00:02:30] Re do that move that inwards

[00:02:32] Zinc white lightning shoots from his fingers

[00:02:33] Studios drone with allusions of tinctures

[00:02:35] Stay tuned for the spooky adventures

[00:02:37] You can imagine the stars that align

[00:02:39] When a forearm starts foreshortening right

[00:02:41] Or a torso hung on a warping spine

[00:02:43] Of proportion reads as warm and alive

[00:02:45] Routine day with a dirt cheap brush

[00:02:46] Then a week goes by and it goes untouched

[00:02:49] Then two then three then a month

[00:02:50] Then the rest of your life you beat yourself up

[00:02:52] I left some seasons eager to fall

[00:02:54] I left some work to bury alive

[00:02:56] I let my means of being dissolve

[00:02:58] I let my person curl up and die

[00:03:00] Eating up his innards an unfeasible anxiety is brutally committed to relinquishing

[00:03:03] His privacy aligning with the trials of the anti midas

[00:03:05] Nap on the back lawn look up at the sky it's

[00:03:08] Shapes falling out of the fringe

[00:03:11] All heart tho he woulda made cowardly kings

[00:03:14] They will chop you down just to count your rings

[00:03:18] Just to count your rings just to count your rings

[00:03:22] And there were

[00:03:23] Colors pouring out of the fringe

[00:03:26] All heart tho he woulda made cowardly kings

[00:03:29] They will chop you down just to count your rings

[00:03:33] Just to count your rings just to count your rings

[00:03:42] I'm getting sick and tired of never understanding where is the truth you promised