When the sunshine burns the darkness. Remove the veil that lingers on Your face. The stains of time still mark us. Standing in the aftermath of grace.
I got so much trouble on my mind. So I take time. Out my day. To pray and I say. Now I lay me down to sleep. Hopin' that I keep. My soul. Peep I'm gettin' old.
Faded flowers in her room. As black as night without a moon. But she glows like a city in the night. She lives for the beauty in this life. . She's so mysterious.
Can you hear the call of a blood-seated song. singing "battered old castaways why don't you come home?". . It's a long way back, but we're gonna go home.
Check it. We can go toe to toe with the blows to the temple (NOT). Not the Temple of Doom so make room. for the Unamerican Caravan (who you down with?).
*Common's answering machine beeps*. Say brotha. If you ever let me leave out a club. with a big fat ass stove like bitch. like that without point out the facts.
Wrap your shame in a shroud. Raise your grief to the clouds. Angels sing inside our smiles. Let the wind wash the stains out. . Let the sky drip in your eyes.
Big city miles stretchin' out into the terminal horizon. Don't you know we had to get away?. There was two kids with a beat up nova. And a dream and a two a.m. song.
Tear the soul out for your taking. And it's easier on me mostly when I'm faking. So I stare through the wires. And I crawl through myself in this night.
"Friends.. Romans countrymen.. lend me a dollar! Ahh ha!" > Damon Wayans. "How much? A dollar.". "One dollar.." > Dan Akroyd. "I got your money.. I got your poor measly.." > Eddie Murphy.
Remember the hidden treasure. That we find in our lives. Like all of our favorite flowers. Beauty lives, it dies. . We wait for what this life will bring.
i come carrying a bunch of dread things. every last one likes to mumble and sing. i've got a chisel buried deep inside a rock. one or two sheep have run away from the flock.
Hey, all you people out there. The sun is burning colder. Keep a light on if you're scared. The night is almost over. . There will be laughter. When the morning falls on our face.
Stormbirds drfiting on a pool at rest. then come waves they just can't crest. Once their in the air it's a search for the kill,. thinking "if i don't do it someone else will",.
She don't want me no more. Gone are the feelings I ignore. I don't wanna talk so what you gonna say now. Maybe I'm lost so what you gonna pray now. You string me up leave me there to die.
Took me so long just to get your name. Like a kid trying to learn the rules of the game. And now you ask, do I want you to stay?. Don't you know that in my heart there ain't no other way?.
Daylight fall on me. Daylight fall on me. Daylight fall on me. . I feel the morning coming on. I gotta make my way back home. I can feel the light shine.
Somebody told me it was just too late. And the worlds sealed up like a tomb. But in this very crypt the living still kick. against the mortar till the air comes through.
Someone better tell his mother. Someone better tell his sister. That her little brother. Blew his mind out in the gutter. . You can't take this. You won't break this.
There is more at stake than all my petty problems. Like the way that the moonlight sings its quiet logic. to the Florida coast and the answering tide.