Secret Splendor Lyrics - Buck 65

The word miracle isn't really worth the same 

As a measure of marvel in heaven as it is on earth 

Because extraordinary happenings are commonplace in the promised land 

So the precedent is modified 

God itself decides the phenomenom fairly fantastic in nature 

Happens very rarely by standards set by the practicing masters 

Of the spectactular arts in paradise 

As I strolled aimlessly edges of sacrement one day 

I wasn't looking and died by accident 

With sugar on my tongue and a breeze in each armpit 

I descended to heaven cross-legged by magic carpet 

Carried along through tunnels by a flow of waves 

I met this soul with the role of issuing haloes 

His name was Aurora, one time bet-maker 

Everything he said he sang like Chet Baker 

He explained the significance of the halo's intentions 

The way that each increment of its dimensions 

Bore a correlation to the core of your essence 

With factors including the learning of lessons 

Things that matter the most here being 

Reflect and direct on the gleam that you're seeing 

Overall size of the particle density 

As it corresponds to the mission intensity 

Well over 400 factors with gradients 

Come into play with each new halo's radiance 

With congratulations and repeating my name 

He also assured me that no two are the same 

It allows you a glimpse of each person's spirit 

Without having to come anywhere near it 

So with halo in place and my thankfulness pledged 

My resident status in heaven was full-fledged 

One day in eternity after riding a teeter-totter with God 

I fell asleep with my feet in the water of a lake by a tree 

In a quiet little place where i could be by myself with the sun on my face 

A little while later I awoke to a rumbling 

And opened my eyes to see a scene so humbling 

I couldn't quite catch my breath 

And my pulse doubled as the lake looked like it boiled as it bubbled 

But instead of scalding my skin it was soothing 

And it only felt like my imagination was melting 

And trickling into a pool of fluid intuition 

As secret splendor came to fruition 

My own eyes surrendered as rapture found its purpose 

As beautiful harmonies danced on the surface 

Abstract shapes of all colors first did a dance and then floated 

From each bubbled bursted 

Literally billions of magnificent things 

Would quake and quiver on top of the lake 

I glanced left and right to see if maybe anyone else was dreaming this dream 

When I turned all the way with my back to the spectre 

I saw there an angel in the form of perfection 

I felt paralyzed and my voice tried to hide 

She glided and gently moved her hips from side to side 

Without moving her feet, her hand held out in front of her 

Calm and collected my hopes in her palm 

The closer she came, and something about her 

The most soothing sound grew louder and louder 

Intense pleasure ran the length of my spine 

As I pulled her towards me with the stength of my mind 

When our hands finally touched she told me she loved me 

And the shapes from the lake filled the whole sky above me 

Instead of our tongues we spoke with our eyes 

While music and color pulsed from the skies 

It shines 

Our edges are dreams running lengthwise 

Our secret wishes fluttering lightyears 

We fashioned inferences in disguise shapes together 

You are the space between my exhales 

Our way of understanding is eyes closed navigation 

We twist slivers of unconsciousness into sacrement 

Ghosts waltz around our backs 

Our ideas converge to form corners to hide in 

Quicker than dreams we traded our charms 

Then spent eternity in each others arms 

It was a miracle in heaven 

You could see it and hear it everywhere 

The synthesis of two souls and one spirit 

Our haloes were the exact same size