Wasting time on my own thoughts. Pulling me in so deep. Thoughts of you in our little world. It makes me cold, it makes me weak. . I self destructed, I reconstructed.
During each cycle of life on this very planet. You have a begining, and you have an ending. As each cycle occurs. The souls living are forced to make a decision.
[Shaggy 2 Dope]. We in bloom, many thoughts rearranging. pollen's everywhere, that's the reason that we're changing. Flourish in the rise of the new times.
I touch the string though the harp may not sing. Still I dare the sky for sun sparks to guide. Down below theres a land. With an ominous hole. Deep in the sand of belie.
Imagoro, Imagoro. [Foreign Content]. . It only hurts now and then. From sunrise to sunset. It's a long time since I saw you last. Thank you for your kindness.
I'm far away from home. I see the deep blue sky. . Nothing matters, no one cares. We have so many ways to go. But I will always go my way. . There will be fear and cries of pain.
Go. . Wake up, stand up. For everything you want. Let's go, let's live. What are your dreams, what do you wish?. . It's up to you. So open up your eyes.
I believe in my dreams. For that as long as I will breathe. But I will never sacrifice. Myself for you again. . I won't be chained to you. My heart needs something new.
Can you feel them?. Those hands around your throat. They're cold and they're trying to kill your soul. I know, I've been there. At the end of my rope.
This is me, black and most hated in all fifty. From Genocide to Swastikas and right wing committees. This is me, the witness to governmental conspiracy.
Seven years later, I'm still at war. The flesh and the spirit try to even the score. I thought in time it would go away. But the fight gets stronger day after day.
You are the beauty of life. Carry that thought in your mind. Don't ever think you're losing the game. . Let all the feelings come out. Scream them out loud you can shout.
Imagine you are standing on a stage. In another time, in another age.. They begin to cheer at the sound of your guitar. Out of control, rock n' roll, you are a star.
Words trailing off the banality. Gripping nonsense the weather sucks. I couldn't care less about your fucked up car. Me throwing up on your nicely pressed suit.