Echoes of the Boho Moon

[Instrumental] In this primeval scene where the crimeless dream, Chimerical schemes, flowing in rhymeless streams. Mimeograph thoughts, they sublime and gleam, Timekeepers in a land where the blind lead the blind team. Decriminalize minds, let the paradigm shift, Trimethylamine vibes, we sniff and we drift. Climacteric rise, in a timepiece’s gift, Semiprime life, in a mimeotic rift. Paradigmatic ways, as the enzymes react, Subliminal plays, in a victimless pact. Time-honored sage, with a legitimizer's tact, Preliminary stage, in the mime’s silent act. Optimizers’ plea, in a time-traveler's quest, We're the pantomime keys to the limitless chest. Anticrime decree, as we put it to the test, Timelessness we see, in the heartbeat of our zest. [scratch] [rapper 2] Echoes of the old world, beheld through the night, Bohemian souls, by the glow of the streetlight. Protocol forgotten, aloha to the fight, Coherent dreams flow, oh, the sight is a delight. Stowaways on this journey, our spirit’s protocol, Embark on a locomotive, past the old colossus wall. Behold the soloist, with a trombone's call, Roaming through Soho, where the poets enthral. Aloft in momentum, a photo sparks the change, Jojoba and mojito, in this new world we arrange. Cohorts unite in the Soho range, Echoing a future, wide and strange. From biome to mobile, these dreams we crochet, Toboggan through time, on a new path we sway. Behold the transformation, as old fears decay, Under the boho moon, we find our way. [end]