Rhythm & Funability

Oh my God

Oh my god

But you gotta look inside

It’s the rhythm of your soul

The rhythm of the tide

Oh my god the rhythm of their words

Is the rhythm of my tears

The rhythm of the time and the rhythm of the years

The laws are written for the purpose of the blind

The music is written for the freedom of the mind

You say to feel the rhythm 

I gotta look up high

Well I got my own way across the great divide





Non factually

In tu i tively

Move your body and see