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Miss You
03:35
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I don’t know if I could complicate it
I feel fine but i’m still meditating
I don’t know why I’m still hesitating, now
You made up all my dreams
You are my memories, I know it’s
Hard to believe that it’s on you
Thinking of the future don’t know what’s to come
Tryin’ not to worry but it’s in my blood
I couldn’t find a better place to run to you
I don’t know if I could complicate it
I feel fine but i’m still meditating
I don’t know why I’m still hesitating, now
Time has gone I think i’m going crazy
I got things I wish that i’d been saying
Now you know how much I really miss you
Was it meant to be? The departure these two hearts
Without an answer for this question I ask
I park arse upon this park bench
Carpe diem so the remark carved within the bark went
And scar healing it is such a task when
I can’t see passed the remarks nor dents
So we spark scents laughing and masking
retreating shame stacked back to the dark end
Where we can’t ask friends for their hearts meds
And you get no return on what your harm sent
So I guess then, the thread's pulled apart and
Karma said these arms, are no longer ours then
Where we can't tread, the same paths friend
With your photo hanging within my art den
I'm missing you a lot but the plot is parched when
I can't chance the scars of another shards end.
I don’t know if I
(yeah) I feel fine but I’m (I feel fine)
I don’t know why I’m
… no
I can’t find another lead
It was always you and me, I see
I know you’re never far away
Let’s say you’re given one more chance
But I know
I don’t know if I could complicate it
I feel fine but i’m still meditating
I don’t know why I’m still hesitating, now
Time has gone I think i’m going crazy
I got things I wish that i’d been saying
Now you know how much I really miss you, ohhh
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Was It Meant To be
04:01
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I don't understand, was it meant to be?
Was forever in our plans, can it ever be?
The smothering of hands, was it meant to be?
The bettering of man's the intent I want to see,
But I don't understand the pleasures that you seek,
Are you measuring this man, by how you think he thinks?
You like to think you're grand, but your thinking isn't free,
Your life is really bland and you're still in disbelief.
So the errors in your hands and the pressures that you feed,
Endeavors you expand as you're living with the grief,
Doing better on exams, than you would ever think,
The letters that you scan for the widening of cheeks,
Breaking down the dams, so the rivers they can weep,
The Self is just a scam to keep the span from being seen,
You think you're clever with a plan, but together’s what you need,
And if you don't understand, well that's because of me.
Was it meant to be
The thought of you and me
(that’s because of me)
Was it meant to be
The thought of you and me.
I don't understand, was it meant to be?
The blokes just a man, you seem set on what you need,
Are you factoring his hands, and the way you feel his heat?
There's a chapter in the pan, and the play is so unique,
Deflecting where you stand with the language of retreat,
Respect in demand but the act is never seen,
Inspecting the strands so you can vanquish who you've been,
Reflecting the plans to try and manage how you're seen,
But you will never understand, until you set yourself free,
Was it better just to chance, or to feel you need to be?
Perfect in his arms, who is realer when you're weak,
Was it worth healing scars, or would you rather never weep?
The person you need, the person you mislead,
With the versions you remark as disturbances to peace,
Did he mistreat her heart with recurring motifs?
Or did she believe in halves not yet ripe to be a team.? (tell me)
Was it meant to be
The thought of you and me
(that’s because of me)
Was it meant to be
The thought of you and me.
(not yet ripe to be a team)
Would you please check your ideas and opinions at the door, all your philosophical and religious views, all your logic, and view what is as if you didn’t even know how to talk. There is just this jazz.
But yo the moment never flees,
So are you open to receive
Simply floating on the sea
and growing closer to retrieve
The person that we need,
from simply learning how to be,
All the hurting set free,
sitting perfectly in peace… peace
Was it meant to be
The thought of you and me
Was it meant to be
The thought of you and me.
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3. |
Salt Wave
03:39
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The moment hit me, thinking wasn't coping,
Blinking, frozen within the instance, (me)
Just another spokesman for the vision, (be)
At one with superstition, and treat ones future like a mission
the feeling was infusion, producing the boundless seeds of confusing,
the sound just another means to pronounce us,
Contributing speaking without a single word being spoke,
only sounds being heard, settle down and observe,
no need to preserve for the now it was never leaving our concern,
So we watch and we learn, adopting everything in turn
counting every droplet from what the fountains while it churns,
So join us under the astounding earth,
where you'll find us shouting in the (pauses)
mountain residues of forces, best believe on what I count
rests in you and all the other sources, so before it's too late,
I'd just like to say thank you for being you and all of your flawless mistakes.
(Cuz)
Photos aren't always meant to be taken,
Just flow with the go, were all steady pacing,
You're not alone though so don't be mistaken,
A matter of growth from this rat race we’re facing.
And so,
Photos aren't always meant to be taken,
Just flow with the go, were all steady pacing,
You're not alone though so don't be mistaken,
A matter of growth from this rat race we’re facing.
So just know, photos aren’t always meant to be taken…
no
Try me baby, want to be so bad
Try me baby, give you all I have
Won’t you try me, try me
Try me baby
Won’t you try me, try me
I’ve done it all before I’ve got it bad
The lake seemed to speak in a diction so sweet,
inscriptions threaded deep in its reflected beam,
motion seemed to hold its focus so much longer than me,
I wonder what it means, probably nothing
but there's gotta to be something that we can leave behind,
translations out of reach of mine
Sunny spot that is vacatant is all we really seek,
But it's funny what a plot of attainment leads to reap
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4. |
Stay Quiet
03:32
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we don’t really wanna stay quiet
we don’t wanna lose our moment
we don’t wanna get high
or be high
we don’t want the movement fast-forward
Oh yes, I know you’re looking for us
Oh modern one come save us from
All we know has come undone
Oh how d’you wanna break our fall
When you’re building up our walls?
Anesthetizer no more, no more
We don’t really wanna stay quiet
We don’t wanna lose our moment
We don’t wanna get high
Or be high
We don’t want the movement fast-forward
We don’t really wanna stay quiet
We don’t wanna lose our moment
We don’t wanna get high
Or be high
We don’t want the movement fast-forward
So many words left to say
So many pieces of the same mistakes
So many hearts,
And we’re still tryna figure out
How we’re getting it and all that wrong
Did you ever thinking of learning too…. (shhhh)
We don’t really wanna stay quiet
We don’t wanna lose our moment
We don’t wanna get high
Or be high
We don’t want the movement fast-forward
We don’t really wanna stay quiet
We don’t wanna lose our moment
Quiet
Moment
Forward
a fast flowing motion, drowning in the ocean
slow the pace - dont run dont race just give it give it space
then break these walls down slowly
tears fuel these emotions, feelings that outgrow me
im steady overdosing on these god forsaken remedies
these doktors keep on telling me to keep my mouth shut
the love i feel is sickening the moment that i'm sticking in the memories forgotten
the moments we were kicking it memories keep on slipping it’s like they're slowly rotten
i see your lips move
but it’s hard to hear the sounds
the smoothness of the waves
being produced by your mouth
keep on seducing me
keep us from telling the Truth
We don’t really wanna stay quiet
We don’t wanna lose our moment
We don’t wanna get high
Or be high
We don’t want the movement fast-forward
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5. |
Deafening
03:43
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Ey yo, count your blessings
(shout out Vinnie too by the way)
You’ve got at least more than five
Souls without shame
With an inability to lie and your feelings you can't hide
where you listen with your eyes and ya' senses delight
This isn't disability with audibility denied
Nah … this is being alive
Shedding light on the condition, Living through the sights of vision
And the diction you’re depicting in these bodily positions
Is perfection in fruition, we're forgetting how to listen
All of those with hearing, Steering the conversation
To another stage of words, Ask yourself what would happen
If you took the time to learn, to speak without words
As if the sound was observed and the rapping wasn't heard
Imagining the worth of chatting with ya’ nerves
Fattening the bass so you can taste what's in the verse
Embracing the space that is yours, his and hers
From the shapes you emerge, no words, no terms
Just signs being seen and not heard
Signs of language that surround us all
Signs that vanish when there’s no sound at all
Signs of vantage when action calls
Reminders of this language that binds us all
Signs of language that surround us all
Signs that vanish when there’s no sound at all
Signals on your face
Hands that move with grace
Language that you see
Connecting you and me
Signals on your face
Hands that move with grace (such grace)
Language that you see
Connecting you and me
Intonations in facial expressions
Hands rotating and so many lessons
There's so much more to us than the words of a sentence
And when your intentions have no hiding place
Your tendons they state the expressions you convey
I thank you for the type of bravery that you embrace
You don't need a hearing aid or need to translate
So speak with your hands, your body and face
Signs of language that surround us all
Signs that vanish when there’s no sound at all
Signs of vantage when action calls
Reminders of this language that binds us all
Signs of language that surround us all
Signs that vanish when there’s no sound at all
Signs of vantage when action calls
Reminders of this language that binds us all
Signals on your face
Hands that move with grace (such grace)
Language that you see
Connecting you and me
Signals on your face
Hands that move with grace (such grace)
Language that you see
Connecting you and me
Signals on your face
Hands that move with grace (such grace)
Language that you see
Connecting you and me
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