Psychedelic

Flashing lights, flowing colors. Feels like you’re tripping down memory’s lane. Feels safe and sandy, it might get rough but if you’re tough; you’ll make it all the way. Past the fields, through the gates, inside the temple’s halls, the everlasting fall, when you breakthrough the hidden floor, designed for investigators, and not spectators to discover and then to love doors for their ways of being the same from day to day they barely change.

Composed by Squire Simplebrain
Produced by Apprentice Nimblebrain
Video by the Sacred Scoundrel and Prince Dimplebrain
Video edited by Tree Biscuit

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