| Song | Deep Puddle Theme Song |
| Artist | Deep Puddle Dynamics |
| Album | The Taste Of Rain... Why Kneel |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| slug: | |
| descending on the center, from the outskirts of obscurity | |
| with a raised fist, symbolization of the urgency, | |
| strength blowing kisses and winks toward adversity, | |
| subtle yet as vital as the ink on your currency... | |
| sole: | |
| i’m currently spiraling sinking inking melatonin | |
| toning governing soft naturally firm in “lost, | |
| fell off the edge of the whirlpool” thoughts | |
| intangible, in this civiliazation, | |
| lacing loud scream slew attachment to parchment | |
| in my apartment, we all wear yellow rubber jackets | |
| slug: | |
| give me some more i’d like to taste, | |
| swallow it whole and wipe your face, | |
| alias: | |
| tickling at your sense of thought, | |
| this square is brought for knowledge | |
| dose one: | |
| apply, it ripples twisting, twisting your gnomes trickle | |
| sole: | |
| or lack of the above, this crowd submerge yourself in puddles | |
| alias: | |
| light reflecting off soft waves | |
| make it a blurred aspect subject | |
| to ponder the vertical dynamics of further respect | |
| one cannot truly feel the mass between the top and bottom points, | |
| h20 is a symbolism we have chosen to use as an annointment, thoughts are sent, | |
| thinking it skimming it skip in, | |
| dip in my entire action creator and popular inflator | |
| flotation devices are your vices dislocate your elevator, | |
| later you will yearn and pray if the liquid form break from the norm | |
| open wide face up to attempt to, and take particles from the storm | |
| dose one: | |
| you’ve thirst for substance of decisive ground | |
| twice as round as your skin’s tough, wait, no, further, | |
| we touch bottom and break surface depth as our eldest daughter, | |
| with your eyes and no ones fear. | |
| slug: | |
| took a dip last week through the liquid that gathered | |
| near the tip of that peak that exists in my matter | |
| i taught myself to survive without my feet on the ground | |
| i never felt so alive as when i drowned... | |
| dose one: | |
| a pebble moistened, vines dripped, drip, blessed drip, were saved, a puddle... | |
| dose one: | |
| bestill the shores bend and splash, | |
| heavy rye on life preserve... | |
| sole: | |
| but still pouring friend, i’m asking asphault may i melt here | |
| beat down by the aquarium that we all deserve to break from | |
| slug: | |
| reflecting what's observed, deep, straight, and every curve | |
| alias: | |
| swerve and meant to contend with four with life form purposes served | |
| sole: | |
| i put my greatest foot into the ice cold pool | |
| dose one: | |
| and roll off the most intense of steps been ever... | |
| all: | |
| the rebels, leviathin, risen, prominence, | |
| wet stone, monolith, drinking, continence, | |
| dose one: | |
| and the unaninmous, smells leaking definitely, | |
| is sour of audience, captive, isn’t it, | |
| the end and the all-muddied, that’s our humble home, | |
| “you” is a soaked in yes... | |
| all: | |
| release, niagara, anxious, fragments, | |
| pause, deep puddle dynamics | |
| sole: | |
| we, an arched antartical snow ball, falling through the deserts | |
| dose one: | |
| set sensitive, a fluid too present for dense | |
| slug: | |
| i see numerous seeds free-floating upon the chemistry | |
| alias: | |
| evaporation is non-existence in this conglammorate form by energy | |
| slug: | |
| the dawn contorts the destiny, pathway unpredictable, | |
| ripples hold the visions, a chisel in it now positions... | |
| alias: | |
| visions waving and squiggling constantly moving hard to realize my eyes | |
| ears in listening are tools for saving you from your intelligence demise | |
| slug: | |
| i took a dip last week through the liquid that gathered | |
| near the tip of that peak that exists in my matter | |
| i taught to myself to survive without my feet on the ground | |
| i never felt so alive as when i drowned... | |
| dose one: | |
| a pebble moistened, vines dripped, drip, blessed drip, were saved, a puddle... | |
| alias: | |
| do you understand the presentation of, dynamics, | |
| do you understand the innovation of dynamics... | |
| sole: | |
| i’m in love with a flying mermaid, she brings me glass of air and plates | |
| sings me songs of how we used to love concrete, | |
| all my dreams are coral reefs, and my love is a tree | |
| and we view shattered moon like chattering | |
| of all the things we (gonna) wanta (oughta) be. | |
| dose one: | |
| my sweet sound safe cab beauty is far up longing stare at the determined mariner, | |
| alias: | |
| navigating through those debating our interest value, | |
| envisioning a reach to arrive on an island where anxious waiters fill the beach... | |
| slug: | |
| surfacing for breath, inhale, and then return to the depths | |
| submerged in the verses where the worth is kept | |
| sole: | |
| viceless, exotic, exciting 'til we evaporate, | |
| draw my mass upon your peninsula, aquatic colors to illustrate... | |
| dose one: | |
| the sailing power set within a siren stone... | |
| alias: | |
| longing to reach the shore, engulf themselves in music free of pours of mideon... | |
| slug: | |
| my word is my springboard, | |
| wearing my water wings for, the dive... | |
| sole: | |
| and i slit my throat for gills in the event i gotta survive... | |
| dose one: | |
| we are the raft, the bank, the drift, the kelp, | |
| the 40,000 leagues of inspiration treasured never discovered. | |
| alias: | |
| untouched by timeless traveling, amoebas see the crest overbearing | |
| no sea-faring individuals are present in my crowd staring... | |
| slug: | |
| standing, fathoming the distance, between the existing rationalizations | |
| against the average pistons fascinations, | |
| it’s handheld, however as hard as the waves break, | |
| it would take eight hands to craft the puzzle of the puddle’s sake | |
| slug: | |
| took a dip last week through the liquid that gathered | |
| near the tip of that peak that exists in my matter | |
| i taught to myself to survive without my feet on the ground | |
| i never felt so alive as when i drowned... | |
| dose one: | |
| a pebble moistened, vines dripped, drip, blessed drip, were saved, a puddle... | |
| alias: | |
| do you understand the presentation of, dynamics, | |
| do you understand the innovation of dynamics... | |
| sole: | |
| were all having fun, laying in the moss, | |
| layed down the tower, before we all trip, | |
| one finger, two finger, three finger pregnant... | |
| all: | |
| row row row your reel, gently down the stream, | |
| merrily merrily merrily merrily, life is but a sinking feeling... |
| slug: | |
| descending on the center, from the outskirts of obscurity | |
| with a raised fist, symbolization of the urgency, | |
| strength blowing kisses and winks toward adversity, | |
| subtle yet as vital as the ink on your currency... | |
| sole: | |
| i' m currently spiraling sinking inking melatonin | |
| toning governing soft naturally firm in " lost, | |
| fell off the edge of the whirlpool" thoughts | |
| intangible, in this civiliazation, | |
| lacing loud scream slew attachment to parchment | |
| in my apartment, we all wear yellow rubber jackets | |
| slug: | |
| give me some more i' d like to taste, | |
| swallow it whole and wipe your face, | |
| alias: | |
| tickling at your sense of thought, | |
| this square is brought for knowledge | |
| dose one: | |
| apply, it ripples twisting, twisting your gnomes trickle | |
| sole: | |
| or lack of the above, this crowd submerge yourself in puddles | |
| alias: | |
| light reflecting off soft waves | |
| make it a blurred aspect subject | |
| to ponder the vertical dynamics of further respect | |
| one cannot truly feel the mass between the top and bottom points, | |
| h20 is a symbolism we have chosen to use as an annointment, thoughts are sent, | |
| thinking it skimming it skip in, | |
| dip in my entire action creator and popular inflator | |
| flotation devices are your vices dislocate your elevator, | |
| later you will yearn and pray if the liquid form break from the norm | |
| open wide face up to attempt to, and take particles from the storm | |
| dose one: | |
| you' ve thirst for substance of decisive ground | |
| twice as round as your skin' s tough, wait, no, further, | |
| we touch bottom and break surface depth as our eldest daughter, | |
| with your eyes and no ones fear. | |
| slug: | |
| took a dip last week through the liquid that gathered | |
| near the tip of that peak that exists in my matter | |
| i taught myself to survive without my feet on the ground | |
| i never felt so alive as when i drowned... | |
| dose one: | |
| a pebble moistened, vines dripped, drip, blessed drip, were saved, a puddle... | |
| dose one: | |
| bestill the shores bend and splash, | |
| heavy rye on life preserve... | |
| sole: | |
| but still pouring friend, i' m asking asphault may i melt here | |
| beat down by the aquarium that we all deserve to break from | |
| slug: | |
| reflecting what' s observed, deep, straight, and every curve | |
| alias: | |
| swerve and meant to contend with four with life form purposes served | |
| sole: | |
| i put my greatest foot into the ice cold pool | |
| dose one: | |
| and roll off the most intense of steps been ever... | |
| all: | |
| the rebels, leviathin, risen, prominence, | |
| wet stone, monolith, drinking, continence, | |
| dose one: | |
| and the unaninmous, smells leaking definitely, | |
| is sour of audience, captive, isn' t it, | |
| the end and the allmuddied, that' s our humble home, | |
| " you" is a soaked in yes... | |
| all: | |
| release, niagara, anxious, fragments, | |
| pause, deep puddle dynamics | |
| sole: | |
| we, an arched antartical snow ball, falling through the deserts | |
| dose one: | |
| set sensitive, a fluid too present for dense | |
| slug: | |
| i see numerous seeds freefloating upon the chemistry | |
| alias: | |
| evaporation is nonexistence in this conglammorate form by energy | |
| slug: | |
| the dawn contorts the destiny, pathway unpredictable, | |
| ripples hold the visions, a chisel in it now positions... | |
| alias: | |
| visions waving and squiggling constantly moving hard to realize my eyes | |
| ears in listening are tools for saving you from your intelligence demise | |
| slug: | |
| i took a dip last week through the liquid that gathered | |
| near the tip of that peak that exists in my matter | |
| i taught to myself to survive without my feet on the ground | |
| i never felt so alive as when i drowned... | |
| dose one: | |
| a pebble moistened, vines dripped, drip, blessed drip, were saved, a puddle... | |
| alias: | |
| do you understand the presentation of, dynamics, | |
| do you understand the innovation of dynamics... | |
| sole: | |
| i' m in love with a flying mermaid, she brings me glass of air and plates | |
| sings me songs of how we used to love concrete, | |
| all my dreams are coral reefs, and my love is a tree | |
| and we view shattered moon like chattering | |
| of all the things we gonna wanta oughta be. | |
| dose one: | |
| my sweet sound safe cab beauty is far up longing stare at the determined mariner, | |
| alias: | |
| navigating through those debating our interest value, | |
| envisioning a reach to arrive on an island where anxious waiters fill the beach... | |
| slug: | |
| surfacing for breath, inhale, and then return to the depths | |
| submerged in the verses where the worth is kept | |
| sole: | |
| viceless, exotic, exciting ' til we evaporate, | |
| draw my mass upon your peninsula, aquatic colors to illustrate... | |
| dose one: | |
| the sailing power set within a siren stone... | |
| alias: | |
| longing to reach the shore, engulf themselves in music free of pours of mideon... | |
| slug: | |
| my word is my springboard, | |
| wearing my water wings for, the dive... | |
| sole: | |
| and i slit my throat for gills in the event i gotta survive... | |
| dose one: | |
| we are the raft, the bank, the drift, the kelp, | |
| the 40, 000 leagues of inspiration treasured never discovered. | |
| alias: | |
| untouched by timeless traveling, amoebas see the crest overbearing | |
| no seafaring individuals are present in my crowd staring... | |
| slug: | |
| standing, fathoming the distance, between the existing rationalizations | |
| against the average pistons fascinations, | |
| it' s handheld, however as hard as the waves break, | |
| it would take eight hands to craft the puzzle of the puddle' s sake | |
| slug: | |
| took a dip last week through the liquid that gathered | |
| near the tip of that peak that exists in my matter | |
| i taught to myself to survive without my feet on the ground | |
| i never felt so alive as when i drowned... | |
| dose one: | |
| a pebble moistened, vines dripped, drip, blessed drip, were saved, a puddle... | |
| alias: | |
| do you understand the presentation of, dynamics, | |
| do you understand the innovation of dynamics... | |
| sole: | |
| were all having fun, laying in the moss, | |
| layed down the tower, before we all trip, | |
| one finger, two finger, three finger pregnant... | |
| all: | |
| row row row your reel, gently down the stream, | |
| merrily merrily merrily merrily, life is but a sinking feeling... |
| slug: | |
| descending on the center, from the outskirts of obscurity | |
| with a raised fist, symbolization of the urgency, | |
| strength blowing kisses and winks toward adversity, | |
| subtle yet as vital as the ink on your currency... | |
| sole: | |
| i' m currently spiraling sinking inking melatonin | |
| toning governing soft naturally firm in " lost, | |
| fell off the edge of the whirlpool" thoughts | |
| intangible, in this civiliazation, | |
| lacing loud scream slew attachment to parchment | |
| in my apartment, we all wear yellow rubber jackets | |
| slug: | |
| give me some more i' d like to taste, | |
| swallow it whole and wipe your face, | |
| alias: | |
| tickling at your sense of thought, | |
| this square is brought for knowledge | |
| dose one: | |
| apply, it ripples twisting, twisting your gnomes trickle | |
| sole: | |
| or lack of the above, this crowd submerge yourself in puddles | |
| alias: | |
| light reflecting off soft waves | |
| make it a blurred aspect subject | |
| to ponder the vertical dynamics of further respect | |
| one cannot truly feel the mass between the top and bottom points, | |
| h20 is a symbolism we have chosen to use as an annointment, thoughts are sent, | |
| thinking it skimming it skip in, | |
| dip in my entire action creator and popular inflator | |
| flotation devices are your vices dislocate your elevator, | |
| later you will yearn and pray if the liquid form break from the norm | |
| open wide face up to attempt to, and take particles from the storm | |
| dose one: | |
| you' ve thirst for substance of decisive ground | |
| twice as round as your skin' s tough, wait, no, further, | |
| we touch bottom and break surface depth as our eldest daughter, | |
| with your eyes and no ones fear. | |
| slug: | |
| took a dip last week through the liquid that gathered | |
| near the tip of that peak that exists in my matter | |
| i taught myself to survive without my feet on the ground | |
| i never felt so alive as when i drowned... | |
| dose one: | |
| a pebble moistened, vines dripped, drip, blessed drip, were saved, a puddle... | |
| dose one: | |
| bestill the shores bend and splash, | |
| heavy rye on life preserve... | |
| sole: | |
| but still pouring friend, i' m asking asphault may i melt here | |
| beat down by the aquarium that we all deserve to break from | |
| slug: | |
| reflecting what' s observed, deep, straight, and every curve | |
| alias: | |
| swerve and meant to contend with four with life form purposes served | |
| sole: | |
| i put my greatest foot into the ice cold pool | |
| dose one: | |
| and roll off the most intense of steps been ever... | |
| all: | |
| the rebels, leviathin, risen, prominence, | |
| wet stone, monolith, drinking, continence, | |
| dose one: | |
| and the unaninmous, smells leaking definitely, | |
| is sour of audience, captive, isn' t it, | |
| the end and the allmuddied, that' s our humble home, | |
| " you" is a soaked in yes... | |
| all: | |
| release, niagara, anxious, fragments, | |
| pause, deep puddle dynamics | |
| sole: | |
| we, an arched antartical snow ball, falling through the deserts | |
| dose one: | |
| set sensitive, a fluid too present for dense | |
| slug: | |
| i see numerous seeds freefloating upon the chemistry | |
| alias: | |
| evaporation is nonexistence in this conglammorate form by energy | |
| slug: | |
| the dawn contorts the destiny, pathway unpredictable, | |
| ripples hold the visions, a chisel in it now positions... | |
| alias: | |
| visions waving and squiggling constantly moving hard to realize my eyes | |
| ears in listening are tools for saving you from your intelligence demise | |
| slug: | |
| i took a dip last week through the liquid that gathered | |
| near the tip of that peak that exists in my matter | |
| i taught to myself to survive without my feet on the ground | |
| i never felt so alive as when i drowned... | |
| dose one: | |
| a pebble moistened, vines dripped, drip, blessed drip, were saved, a puddle... | |
| alias: | |
| do you understand the presentation of, dynamics, | |
| do you understand the innovation of dynamics... | |
| sole: | |
| i' m in love with a flying mermaid, she brings me glass of air and plates | |
| sings me songs of how we used to love concrete, | |
| all my dreams are coral reefs, and my love is a tree | |
| and we view shattered moon like chattering | |
| of all the things we gonna wanta oughta be. | |
| dose one: | |
| my sweet sound safe cab beauty is far up longing stare at the determined mariner, | |
| alias: | |
| navigating through those debating our interest value, | |
| envisioning a reach to arrive on an island where anxious waiters fill the beach... | |
| slug: | |
| surfacing for breath, inhale, and then return to the depths | |
| submerged in the verses where the worth is kept | |
| sole: | |
| viceless, exotic, exciting ' til we evaporate, | |
| draw my mass upon your peninsula, aquatic colors to illustrate... | |
| dose one: | |
| the sailing power set within a siren stone... | |
| alias: | |
| longing to reach the shore, engulf themselves in music free of pours of mideon... | |
| slug: | |
| my word is my springboard, | |
| wearing my water wings for, the dive... | |
| sole: | |
| and i slit my throat for gills in the event i gotta survive... | |
| dose one: | |
| we are the raft, the bank, the drift, the kelp, | |
| the 40, 000 leagues of inspiration treasured never discovered. | |
| alias: | |
| untouched by timeless traveling, amoebas see the crest overbearing | |
| no seafaring individuals are present in my crowd staring... | |
| slug: | |
| standing, fathoming the distance, between the existing rationalizations | |
| against the average pistons fascinations, | |
| it' s handheld, however as hard as the waves break, | |
| it would take eight hands to craft the puzzle of the puddle' s sake | |
| slug: | |
| took a dip last week through the liquid that gathered | |
| near the tip of that peak that exists in my matter | |
| i taught to myself to survive without my feet on the ground | |
| i never felt so alive as when i drowned... | |
| dose one: | |
| a pebble moistened, vines dripped, drip, blessed drip, were saved, a puddle... | |
| alias: | |
| do you understand the presentation of, dynamics, | |
| do you understand the innovation of dynamics... | |
| sole: | |
| were all having fun, laying in the moss, | |
| layed down the tower, before we all trip, | |
| one finger, two finger, three finger pregnant... | |
| all: | |
| row row row your reel, gently down the stream, | |
| merrily merrily merrily merrily, life is but a sinking feeling... |