Real Death (true) (feat. Oatmeal Queen)

from Conversations With A Willow Tree by calm.

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I was born in Aurora, north Denver’s where I reside
How many times have we done this before, how many times have we died?
Tetsuo city I see brown streaks like the bridge was crying rust
Trying to find nostalgia, but just breathing melancholia’s dust
Blood on my cheek, metal in my knee, think of it as jewelry
Sleeved and resleeved, deceived, unsleeved and relieved
Past lives retrieved, besieged by grief, madness achieved
Demons and greed, sipping tulsi, found a teacher in a willow tree
Bardo dreams, 49 days but I won't return, I don't believe
No more jobs, no more debt, no more people robbing me
Time indefinite, there's no linear time, that cycle I left it
I made sad realms and hell worlds, the lord of death is my own projection
Do not stand by my grave and weep, I am not matter, I am not there
My stack is shattered, 4 elements, consciousness comes after air
Sometimes you need to devour yourself to keep something else alive
So help me unbuild these walls, hold my hand, let's climb inside

When I leave this world
My bodies gonna break and burn
Who am I gonna be when I unfurl?
What is real life, real death, rebirth

You gave me your story I didn't know they'd come and cut you down
I heard when kings would ride under you, your branches would knock off their crowns
rain drops from your leaves, fall like tears it makes a type of tea
Your bark cures pain, your branches are tendrils, each one's a memory
But you're still alive in a different form I’m climbing your roots like a ladder
The moon pulls our tears, fearful thoughts I let them all shatter
Take these branches to the underworld, bend and sway with them like the wind
Make a harp from them, then play a hopeful song for a friend
Desperate thoughts turn to demons, gluttony is where sharing ends
But these are just our masks, we forget we are wearing them
If we don’t care for others we can’t know our own minds
To evolve is to be dispossessed, even from cycles of time
Let stems rise from my coffin sprout and give me boundless compassion
I went to hug her and only found leaves and the wool of catkins
Sometimes you need to devour yourself to keep someone else alive
So help me unbuild these walls, hold my hand, let's climb inside

When I leave this world
My bodies gonna break and burn
Who am I gonna be when I unfurl?
What is real life, real death, rebirth
I know when I leave this world
My bodies gonna break and burn
Who am I gonna be when I unfurl?
What is real life, real death, rebirth
What is real?

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from Conversations With A Willow Tree, released January 1, 2022

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Time was deemed the future of independent hip-hop by VICE and URB Mag. He has been called the Radiohead of rap and the love child of Neil Young and Andre 3000. He was named one of URB's next 100 artists in alongside Drake, Kid Cudi, and U-N-I. He has done songs with Kool Keith, Sole, and Onry Ozzborn and engineering work for Common. ... more

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