Flow

I met an old soul on the street last night
He gave me some magic beans
“Don’t use them all at once”, he said
“Life isn’t what it seems”

I met an old soul in the woods last night
During a lucid dream
“Life isn’t what it seems”, he said
“Ignore the lost men’s screams”

I met an old soul at a rave last night
He told me the pills were clean
“Ignore the lost men’s screams”, he said
“Love is just what it means”

I met an old soul on the beach last night
On the shore of souls’ debris
“Love is just what it means”, he said
“Not the lie the Lost Men breed”.