*verse 1* - 0:49   six years sober   still hungover   sleepers in the left eye   the right won't open   slide in the silver whisper of a newborn ghost   on the way back home   down this switch-back road   piercing **** smoke   crying guitar note   puncture wound reminds me   that i still have a soul   like these monsters of flowers   that are starting to show   like this river reminiscing   of my veins ebb and flow         *chorus* - 1:13   stuck in traffic   thoughts erratic   they offer up the pulse of impatience   theres a place that exists   when i break through this myst   into a beauty that is lying adjacent   stuck in traffic   thoughts erratic   they offer up the pulse of impatience   theres a place that exists   when i break through this myst   into a beauty that is lying adjacent         *verse 2* - 2:14   the cross around my   neck is music   manifest itself in everything that ive seen   it blends my life into a place between wake and dream   narrates the love and hate and given take to a T   sonic fortress   burnin' torches   heart is beating like two weathered palms on a drum   like a million men and women shoutin' change under sun   like my memories been painted by the brush of a song         *chorus* - 2:39   stuck in traffic   thoughts erratic   they offer up the pulse of impatience   theres a place that exists   when i break through this myst   into a beauty that is layin' adjacent   stuck in traffic   thoughts erratic   they offer up the pulse of impatience   theres a place that exists   when i break through this myst   into a beauty that is layin' adjacent         *verse 3* - 3:40   early A.M.   highway hidden   freedom manifests itself in so many forms   a breath can truly test itself by openin'doors   on this humid southern evenin'   tryin' to search for a source   life of strangers   some new language   ill ride this nations spinal cord apon traintracks   ill slither down the pavement arteries of veins black   ill navigate these currents with no need for a map      *jam*      *verse 4* - 5:06   i felt the   joy of progression the   pain of depression the   vile of poison said pours like the sun-set   into the ocean seen a   mothers devotion seen a   world with eyes closed   and a world with eyes open seen   music explodin' a-   -cross the horizon like   meteor-ite streaks a lightin' the night i seen   metal corrodin' got   lost in the sirens got   sounds take my soul   to proper new heights   that i didnt know   could be reached by mankind   the blind and brilliance of crescendo's devine   echoin' solos hues streaked across time   i heard poets exhale surreal sentient lines   laced with the unique power to unite   veins rushed and flushed with ethic excitement   ***** never know me illistratin' my dreams   i rome irony like pavement   bringin' me to the tree