Drift aloft in some effortless place
Bound by delicate dread
Saving no face
Air dissolves where one game is designed
Something's elegant find
So the program goes
Fate decides how these columns align
Birth by chess or benign
Every moment
Marble gods tango circles in space
Round the already dead
Hung by staircase
Up
On and on the awakening light will bathe
Slumbers of ethereal sights
Today is renewed
Is reborn
Each day
I am new
I am yours
So please dismiss what they claim about this
Being in vain to explain
How expressed with a kiss
Taking passionate steps
Floor suspending abyss
Such impossible bliss
Such impossible bliss
Such impossible bliss
Such impossible bliss
Such impossible bliss
Such impossible bliss
Adlibs Transcription
ZS: Yo, this is a Joe Hawley production.
...F***, I missed my introduction from that.
SK: (Laughter) Ah yeah, swearing! Uhm...
ZS: Let me say that again, it's so disjointed that I'm not gonna get into a flow or anything.
...It sounded so genuine? White Ball--
That's-- That is just the title! (Laughter)
RF: We probably shouldn't--
JH: What?
ZS: I panicked--
RF: We probably shouldn't include all of him saying "I'm not gonna get into a flow or anything."
ZS: Also, I panicked and I just read the first words that were on there! (Laughter)