Tiderays

You wake up
 Soft denim on the floor
 Spent nights last sleeping like 2 Fours
 We're tall neither
 And the full fever
 The dawn quakes
 Haste back the seething den
 Baby,
 This is not sin
 Its nineteen ink-ings
 Or one fresh inkling
 On the hard nights
 You're the ace right
 And you would break down so gentle in my livery
 Now you're levying
 (Past the sediments)
 Now you're leveling
 (Build up that benevolence)
 Yeah, whatcha didn't film matters
 Yeah, whatcha didn't feel flatters
 Whatcha didn't find tonight
 Won't honor them
 (Watch you) Cross the fast black platter
 (Watch you) Walk the plain, what's this matter?
 Don't calm the evidence
 Build up this benevolence
 Sway for the tiderays
 Brace for the tiderays