Micah Gaugh Sings All Is All

In your hand are giraffes
Golden pearls of the hearth
That house our ancestors
Your stomach is a lake
Daddy was swept away
Traveling into your universe, universe
Your eyes crying is a river
Follow it into your horizon
Sons have eyes
Asparagus, sons of us
Pleasure is your now
I inhale, you excel
This pleasure can’t be measured
This pleasure can’t be measured
This pleasure can’t be measured
It’s so divine, it’s so divine
All is all is all is all
Without all, what do they think of?
Nothing
All is all is all is all
Without all, what do they think of?
Nothing
All or nothing, all or nothing
We could have it all
Or settle for nothing
All is all is all is all
What could there be?
Without all, there is nothing
All or nothing, all or nothing
We could have it all
Or settle for nothing