4) Lately I Can't Tell
I was coming down from a hash hookah sesh
Got a ride out from the Height to Golden Gate
Wrote the lyrics in about an hour there
heard the flute melody in the sway of the bridge
then split to oracle park
The ending is a mantra.
Bliss.
LATELY I CAN'T TELL
I’m gonna take my time
Love through the night
Lay out on the floor
Kiss you all over
Come all the time
Watch how it weaves and combines
Lost causes move forth
It’s all just a thought
Lately I can’t tell
Lately I can’t tell
I was the north
pink diamonds out
Sins in red light
Your painted face on mine
All Just a thought
Lately I can’t tell
Lately I can’t tell
Love
Love
Love
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