Kowloon

People hear what they see - Oddisee

Talking puppets animated cartoons roaming the streets of Kowloon as the acid drizzles down from the full moon splash of technicolor dancing as it hits the slabs cant you hear the tunes speaking to you? I mean who's speaking to who? Is there anyone else present in the room I can hear the whispers like the steam aroma rising from the pot as it lingers with the kisses around her mug…loves one powerful drug I guess she still around People hear what they see I guess I'm just missing the sound it's so profound how a certain note can dismantle the now as the vinyls spinnin' spippin' whiskey reminiscin' the past, present n' begginin' as my eyes begin sinkin' n the heart starts singin'///