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i started off a simple man then came across a complex plan, curious now, i had to know what goes on behind the show, i took the script and read the credits, even went back before the edits, once black and white, up and down, is now in colour and circling round, this part's weird unless you've seen between the lines and through the scene.

we're dancing now within the trees which are really many seas, a liquid forest you can say moves like water as we play, the talks, the chats, the pawns and kings all fit together like magic rings deeply rooted and heavily soaked these seeds of fire are fluidly stoked; the trees have grown a wave soon forms, in pyramidlike fashion it breaks the norms, gathering all the fish around to the steady flowing sound of crashing waves of liquid trees of magic water the coolest breeze, the ship is coming, nowhere to hide, the water now controls the ride, so in this liquid jungle trance take my hand for one more dance.