lyrics
Something is changing in the galactic center
Jupiter’s child psychedelic cat
Torac and phil and there band named food
And a man named set
told me to be what I dream to be
so I grew some wings now I can fly
circles vs square
circles vs. squares
make a circle out of you
step into my memory machine
take al the time you need relax your mind
tune yourself to be a free receiver
receive your blessings take them for what there worth
a call to arms a call to prayers
a voice in space projecting charm
fun, fun, fun, fun with your phantom friends
(phantom friends)
(this song is for Phill)
credits
from
FIGHT,
released June 29, 2011
license
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