Various Artists — Finite Circle Paradox

I found a seed The seed split to a bean The bean grew to a fetus The fetus grew into Jesus And Jesus splint to a "t" just To please and complete the sequence We see his bleeding in creases Leaking from feet which teaches That peace and pleading just teases All life weaves brief and then ceases The story morphs allegory (x4) The tale splits and they preach this But preaches grew to screeches That seemingly meets us and greets us But beaming breeds keys, which release us From viper secretions that seize us which Cleaves trust, screaming “ENOUGH” And leaves us teamed up Against greed lust ring leader tree stump That recedes to a "t" just to lead up To a cyclic creed piece of the seasons The seasons they brought up autumns (x4) And the autumns split to leaves plush The leaves creep up along the eves of trees Plus shouting out “please will the grief cut out Of the pea’s pus, we must need love Or some sea sum, or to see some sun Because if weeds run to eat lunch On our peat bunch then we’ll be crushed Which speeds up our brief clutch on this Moss seamed rug living room seat club The hours they grow to days (x4) The days split to weeks but Those weeks split to cheap months And our cheeks flush and we blush Cluster our years into teeth brush And meat munch, crumpled our Greed lust into repaired keen trust The narrator may cease but A new teen just cleans up the Beat up tree’s lean stump scribe bits And if we read what’s pieced up it goes like this: “I found a seed"


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