Tome Of Tomes - Kevin Max
I dislike a lot of things The mundane certainty of things The backstabbing circle of friends The agent with a career to kill The policeman with a quota to fill A lover with a secret to spill The constant feverish delusion of millions reaching For something beyond themselves wanting a larger home The sudden rush of success Celebrity A new body A new face A new chance at the proverbial game The shortcuts to experience From behind a computer screen The anxious typing of empty dreams The constant narcissism in ugly images through the filter of compromise The fake mask to a lowered standard of living no sense of forgiving Only groveling for empty affections Senseless directions And an abysmal assimilation of personal style because a lot of things Come down to taste And taste is found through Decades of wandering Off the path Looking for something beyond The mundane certainty of things Here is where I write it down Tome Of Tomes Hollowed out bones Ready to be filled With the crush of discovery What is there that we haven'tfound What is beyond the bend of a border town restless winds The downtown underground Or the country walkabout behind the veil of any landscape soundscape Skyscraper Theatre stage Cemetery gate Cathedral door The pulsating desire for something more Tome Of Tomes Millions of poems Spewed forth and poured over By centuries of former masters The wilting tress of seasonal change The blanching birds and cavernous crawlies the glowing angels And sweating w***esThe deviant pastors And righteous farmers All diving into the deep Unresolved notion of eternity ..Walt Whitman And his pure white beard William Blake And his naked fears Baulderlaire And his fleshly affliction Edgar Allen Poe Spoke the truth about the death of us all The palace of wisdom Is only the rust of the skin the shriveling of the mind the limited s*xDisturbed rest Of gut wrenching pestilent mortality God sees all and knows all and is all being all beyond It There lay Nothing at all Unless we are together through it A all combined mass Of the heavenly bodies something supernatural And uncompromising speeding towards the endless cosmos Of endless dreams And endless beginnings of endless endings And endless beings Of endless seeings Of endless freedom Tome Of Tomes Hollowed out bones Of intellectual garbage The rubbish of the soul The scars from growing old The mundane certainty of things the backstabbing Circle of friends the unfulfilled marriage bed We are the dreamers of the constant Now we are the life blood and the know how I love you more than I ever have I am lucky to have lived this life the way we did Romance Mystery And There are better Children grace things Out there than the knowledge of eternity And the construct of a victorian heaven Lie down Rest Eat until you are spent Gorge yourself on spiritual content run towards the sun Walk naked in the rain Dream underneath broad trees the visions of Angels and demons Struggling to fathom The human race Tome Of Tomes Hollowed Out Bones The Rome of The future was built by a microchip and a stolen apple Guitar score
Tome Of Tomes Artist: Kevin Max
Capo: 0
Key: F
Difficulty：
Tempo: 60
Time Signature: 4/4
Hot: 101
Creation time: 2023-05-25 Tome Of Tomes Guitar Tab, arranged and transcribed by Chordance, complete with staff notation and numbered musical notation. The song was composed by and performed by Kevin Max. This guitar tab is in the key of F and is a Beginner version, suitable for players at the Beginner level. A must-learn piece for guitar enthusiasts. Strum the guitar, open the piano, and experience the mood conveyed by Kevin Max at that time～
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