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

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.

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

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

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