Mimes from Fluids by Neufchâtel

Tracklist

3.	Mimes	4:11

Lyrics

Fend them off
It reaps and fronts
As the measures feed the creatures of my sea
The enticement draws days rays of stars
On high fields of my swamp

Retrospect, beats of the bless
Take from my channel eye
The surrounding creeks and crude fields
Soft wine flows into valleys underneath silk lakes
You will find the well, the origin, the might, the zone, the rain

Street, sweet, rough
Smells, it rots
Sweet, sweet, drop
Fluids

Street sweet rough
its case not lost,
Take from my channel eyes
Sweet, sweet, drop
Beats off the bless
As my mimes operate

Street, sweet, rough
Smells, it rots
Sweet, sweet, drop
Fluids