Fa-Q - Tomorrow

[Fa-Q]

I have no singers in my band,
I have no fingers on my hand,
I fall into a river of sparrows,
And shoot them all with a quiver of arrows,
I get out of the water and see a forest with loose stumps,
The trees look like goose bumps,
The water turns trees to a splinter,
Until fall passes and freezes winter,
So Tell me how a snow flake dries,
Or how this lake cries,
Its killing me inside,
My split personality seeks if I'm willing to hide,
Smoke swirls, and cloaks pearls,
And fills clams, until dams,
Flood the valley and kills lambs,
Their dead bodies gives me idle motion,
Drinking the water is my vital potion,

So if tomorrow is my last day,
My souls gotta say what it hast to say,
So don't close your eyes your in anothers dream,
Just wait for what your covers bring,

My oath to goals,
Is like a fish drowning in both bowls,
Is this gibberish,
Or is it whoever wins is the bigger fish,
My brains behind bars,
No brain damage just mind scars,
I'm driving blind cars,
Trying to find stars,
I see a dandy lion smoking flowers,
He's hallucinating seeing floating towers,
This place calms me,
I see an island with 7 palm trees,
I head north but end up backtracking south,
I lose all my baby teeth and they attack my mouth,
The tooth fairy, is a slueth rarely,
She robs the youth fairly,
In an exchange for about a quarter,
She puts it under my pillow in my house without mortar,
My eyes keep me back to sleep,
I dream of a brown wooden fence and leaping black sheep,
I dream my bikes squeak,
While I traverse around pikes peak,
And seems Only my echo likes to speak,

So if tomorrow is my last day,
My souls gotta say what it hast to say,
So don't close your eyes your in anothers dream,
Just wait for what your covers bring,

My paper planes say "fly papers,"
All sly daters, die rapers,
I find the needle in the haystack,
I'm poor but greedll be my payback,
I mary jane, poison berry stain,
Don't wanna be revived I'm very vain,
I help the dead so I carry pain,
I open up my heart,
I'm hopin the part,
That pumps blood,
Won't be buried under clumps of mud,
Wouldn't wake up if it wasn't for the alarm clocks,
My arm locks,
I have a pistol with no trigger,
I need a knockout hopefully my fistll go bigger,
I follow the sun by running east to west,
Everybody is gone so I go from least to best,
So when north sees south,
Ill go what came out dorthys mouth,

So if tomorrow is my last day,
My souls gotta say what it hast to say,
So don't close your eyes your in anothers dream,
Just wait for what your covers bring,

[Just Silver]

liking this shit especially first verse
it seemed like it progressively got more and more weird with many hidden meanings intended or not

"The tooth fairy, is a slueth rarely,
She robs the youth fairly,"

makes me think that society is known to rob children's innocence

overall liked this interesting piece with this acid esque imagery

[Fa-Q]

Thanks Silver

[mcZu]

Imagery and rhyme scheme are dope. I enjoyed, great job Fa-Q.

[Fa-Q]

Imagery and rhyme scheme are dope. I enjoyed, great job Fa-Q.

Thanks...good looking out Zu

[Yah-hah]

Yeah dude I love it when you do that flow man, with the short lines with dope multis.

[Fa-Q]

Thanks Jus...