S1 ep 20- OPAQUE GLORY

Follow us on Twitter- @NightWorldPod Email [email protected] S1 ep 20- OPAQUE GLORY A disclaimer for you folks, we have implemented some choice language in today's offering, be aware that you've been advised. A serendipitous outing Found me Slinging verbiage towards the bark of an oak tree Fuck, shit, bitch, asshole, dumb mother fucker Down in the dumps and stumped Sitting on stumps Chin on fists Elbows on knees Want something different Prayers evolve to pleas Left eye Dressed in lilac Not sure where or when I acquired these colors A pale face The satin gait We can moon walk over rough edges Just be aware of the directions we're headed I count these stars You count them blessings You don't taste war So why are you stressing Children of lesser Maa couldn't protect us I don't expect her To keep up a shelter The days and how they go Got me twisting up in smoke I can't seem to shy away From the things that get me dazed Sitting on the porch My mind is divorced From the daily oratory I can't get you out these stories Pick a time and settle in it Let go your hold and revel in it Bite into life come the morning But for now you hit the sauce and The accouterments That u'll do you in Lisps with the spits Them balls those are fists The walls with the rifts The risks I'm with the shits But I cannot take the shift You change and feed pain And remain A ghost The opaque host Where do you float Invite us all in But who your stand in Candles with Maria Churches with the preachers Good books what they teach us Lies they get coarse Pick what you ignore I believe what I believe And believe that I can be.. Well, you see that is the crater Within my self image. Marginized bread winner, don't butter me up. I do not offer up my daily bread, in exchange for some lavish spread. Aware of the course being placed on the table, I gladly navigate an item at a time. Come the end I expect some sense of being full, fulfillment. Line a bowl with consommé, wish everything could be as clear as the liquid beneath my chin. Dive into existence as fluidly possible, because being here, being present necessitates such. Riding around with limits I came to get it The mama's roll their eyes And we in youth disguise Lord protect them Boy you messed up When do we not Damn do we got Enough change in the pot To cop all the ob' jects Whom allow us to feel blessed Go full fill our nests With the gold from your crest SEASON 1 LOOKING THROUGH THE TUNNEL. NIGHT WORLD IS RECORDED AT NIGHT SOUND STUDIOS IN CARRBORO NORTH CAROLINA. REACH is the instrumental used in today's episode (#20) it is from SFRBEATS.COM NIGHT WORLD a PODCAST is written & performed by Arvid, 8TATE HYE, & Zaf. Glenn Schwartz is our recording engineer. Please leave reviews, subscribe and share this podcast.