Dryspell Lyrics - Aesop Rock

On a sunny afternoon in lower east side New York... 

You about ready? (Yeah) 

Good morning my sweet vision of morbid disorder 

And Good evening wonderful riddance and such 

Maybe today I'll touch the burgundy halo 

Trimming the tunnels and of in with tenants 

Spangled cross a more tangible premise 

? it needs splinters all up in day-tripper visuals 

Take it easy man, fuck it I'll take it any way I can 

My palms are generous 

When I witness fury scurry past my window 

Model city in a bottle plugged hostile 

Its bliss kissin pollutin 

And a billion suckers pucker in a bind 

Maybe the sunken ship is the treasure 

No, but they insist it man 

I try to Spin me dizzy spongin 

Up to giving dungeons functions 

As opposed to art historians absorbed inside assumptions 

Everybody pop your knuckles when the style divorces vertical 

Marveling at the spite with which it curdled 

Outside my tenement grows a little warmth 

From out the mugs of masons wasted 

Laying bricks for days to later find they owned the lot adjacent 

Mark the blasphemy elements of elogance and savagery 

Murder the gossip, fuck it run off happily 

The broken spoke cyclers chokin open doctors they as born fetus 

In a matchbox conveniently padlocked to the hammer base 

Now these impurities embedded in five illiterates textiles 

Shedded in the hell tale to motivate blind suspended leverage 

Now i'm drowning in a pool of why are you here 

Sabotage with my beats the burden pertainance of if I die this year 

My name is Dryspell 

My name is pillar 

My name's allegiance 

My name is flagrant 

My name's a thousand steps from patience 

But I'm sick and tired of waiting 

My name's Polaris 

My name is canvas 

My name is lowlife 

My name's intention 

My name is every imperfection that plays a part in my descension 

My name is carnival 

My name is posture 

My name is polarized 

My name is evidence 

My name is delicate approach from symettricating my fellowship 

My name's Possessive 

My name is cordial 

My name is Igloo 

My name is captivate 

My name is contaminate the rich 

And clock the profits for the captain's sake 

Let us hope that the horrors of evil 

No longer loiter on the doorstep of your past 

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Circle of sandbags drag the shield a meal the meaty hand grabs 

I'm splitting hopes at your local Acropolis 

Opulence in a cockpit not the pocket for them born with a? 

Sunk to rest while they've exhausted the art of drunken address 

Exhibit fracture lines that converge towards where the hackers whine 

Where trappers slack the traps 

Unlatch the catch then cover up his trackers line 

That will make his majesty furious 

Oh bury his head and how could I have been so dense 

If only, yeah but I'm lonely 

My days graze normalcy then morbidly crash 

My years breathe honesty then sardonically laugh 

Alas, I dig my toes in to the sand and spit foliage out my lips Personifying mankind's end all aspirations 

Hope floats... 

No, hope sinks like broken boats and most harassed before provoked 

I'm tossing darts at a map of the arts to pick up where you choked 

And when the last leaf falls off the branches of resonance 

I'll be waiting with my butterfly net to collect the evidence 

Well I am a room with poison oak scaling the sides 

Arachnids on the celing, rugged thumb tacks, bones and rusty pipes 

If you can squeeze between the bars 

Enjoy my space employ my waste 

In case the hand dealt by a stolen grace 

Do you ever wish the circle wasn't square 

So when landsharks start circling the borders 

You could just cut them off at the corners 

There's a ghost in the basket of values 

Pertinent to, which cayak pilot succeeded in serving him proof 

Now I'm surfin it through 

So if you need me spread your wings to spell my name 

Above the mess near the other funny requests 

See bow to tolerant mannerisms of higher to win 

To assist in a meticulous pick a part of cobweb skins 

Of innocence 

A child of timid instinct with that ten step ahead premise 

Supply dust bowls before the zephyr was requested 

Violent humble shoes ten shades of blues come off the difference 

I grimace, took me one hours blink to conclude that sickly innocence 

My name is Dryspell 

My name is pillar 

My name's allegiance 

My name is flagrant 

My name's a thousand steps from patience 

But i'm sick and tired of waitin 

My name's Polaris 

My name is canvas 

My name is lowlife 

My name's intention 

My name is every imperfection that plays a part in my descension 

My name is carnival 

My name is posture 

My name is polarized 

My name is evidence 

My name is delicate approach from symettricating my fellowship 

My name's Possessive 

My name is cordial 

My name is Igloo 

My name is captivate 

My name is contaminate the rich 

And clock the profits for the captain's sake 

My name is vagabond 

My name is angel 

My name is century 

My name is hunter 

My name is sunburst 

My name is wildfire 

My name is scrutinize 

My name is basic 

My name is consequence 

My name is cigarettes 

My name is cynical 

My name is tolerance 

My name is hallucinogen 

My name is waterfall 

My name is runaway 

My name is alarm clock 

My name is... 

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