STAFF SPOTLIGHT: Elucid – Shit Don’t Rhyme No More
Join the multitudes.
Join the multitudes.
Come back to life before my telephone rings
Thoughts not worth their salt, gold in the womb
Looking across the universal hallway
An invitation for others to come forward, and to pass through darkness into light
Where better is the enemy of good enough.
I’m holding on by the tips of my fingers, I’m not afraid of the fall.
When you breathe the air, it tastes like medicine.
Have you ever been so tired of yourself?