Video Satori In Denver de The Alchemist 2025 Hip Hop Lyrics

The Alchemist - Satori In Denver Lyrics

They tell you to fear the woods but never to fear the ax
Love is the fact that the woods know you own one and always welcome you back
The leaves brush against my face like fingers discovering a new love
I keep walking through the darkness tripping, gravity's giving me a shove
They say as above so below but I've been so low
That even if I went above I would still be 6 ft below
But I won’t speak in coffin lids, I don’t really trust optimists
I don't like energy vampirеs but I do enjoy October autumn mists
I want to do the things that don’t gеt mentioned in obituaries
Like walking around the park at night sipping green tea and eating berries
The reminiscent train horn howls, a truck downshifts and growls
The characters of night emerge, the coyote, fox, bats, and owls
I see crushed shooters in the grass and other symptoms of summer night
I found hell in this city so I don't really fear the other side
I met a lonesome traveler on 26th and Feds
He spoke in nightingales and his fingertips were inked in pen
He said happiness consists in realizing it's all a great strange dream
He said that's what ties us all together look closely and see the strings
He said listen the city's a secret storm that shouts out all it's whispers
He said I met Schrodinger's cat here I’ll show you one of its whiskers
But he just pulled a shooter of jack from his pocket and starting sipping
I couldn't tell if he was ghost or a hallucination his body was glitching
He said AIN’T NEVER NOBODY LOVED ME like I love myself
Except my mother and she’s dead so fuck everyone else
He said buy me a donut at Winchell’s the cash register smashed shut
He said don’t ever drown your heart in alcohol or the latches will rust
I stacked his tray above the trash I turned around and he was gone
He left a napkin and wrote satori, the neon traded spaces with dawn
The sun rises on an exhausted brown horizon
I walk to my foreclosed childhood home with tears in my eyes and
Slouching towards the nutty I found satori in Denver
I’m not a rose but I hope I'm a thorn that you remember