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Your reflection looks so bright
On a puddle by the road
Like you're part of the vibration
In the city that glows
Living in a world that moves so fast

An old man sits by the fire, in no man's land without jurisdiction
Deprived of all his hope and desires, he only knows hunger and affliction
Red life

Dealer and a junkie
Getting high on your own lies
Sell me a dream and buy it back at the same price
A little self-esteem sacrificed
But the tag never

the door and out you run

Restless lion
Close your eyes
I will be here
By your side
Sleeping in the grass
Underneath the diamond sky

May you always rise

Three weeks ago
Trayvon Martin
An unarmed black teenager
Was shot down by a white neighborhood watch man
Who claimed self defense
And has not
At this

on the visions that were never clear, no
Now it's in my head, thinking about all the things I never said
Too little too late, 'cause baby it's the end

So if

On a road, you'd never cross
On the corner of a street
There's a dusty little place where you'll always find a seat
There's a man behind the bar

A milky dawn broke slowly and hung low against a heavy sky
The front-wall spread like curtains drawn-told us we should pass it by
And turn our bow

and lonely and biding his time
He was only a mad moonlighter, dancing by the sea
Envying nobody chasing shadows crazy and free
You were the cloud that covered

Midnight ride
You by my side
The road becomes a blur
With vivid neon in pursuit
And lets play pretend
You can be my friend
My partner, lover, muse

miranda.
By that rose we may well see There be one God in persons three, Pares forma.
The angels sungen the shepherds to: 'Gloria in excelsis Deo':

Pierced by the pain of eviscerated veins wrist high
Hand grabs the fist and gives a little twist clockwise
Separate the cells and complicated smells

creature he fights off
A dozen new ones just stand next in line
Still he's held his ground for centuries
And no sign of weakness nor a little whine

He is

light step, as if all the Earth
Had little power, to restrain them
Holding a rose in one hand, wand in
In the other

Native son to a story, morning glory

the night

Surrender little it's an overdose
They call it love, sweet like glucose
I tried to heal, took procainamide
Your breath is my monoxide

Monoxide

Man you oughta see her fly
One Sunday morning
She didn't go to church
He wondered why she didn't leave
He went up to the bedroom
Found a note by

You can do it!
Until the break of dawn
Life, Life, and I quote by the letter
Time, Time, Prozac can make it better
Noise, Noise, any kind will do
Can

You check out her hair
Her high fashion bag
Her football husband
She's no.1 wag
She's got a fairy tale life
The perfect little wife

For years you've

This old dirt road's got me nervous
Little too quiet around here
Call them again I don't think they heard us
Keep an eye on the rear

Shot's from

bad decisions followed by determined shame?

And he said, wait a moment, I need a little time
to think this over. But the rest of his vitality declined.

of age, written from autobiographical material. Episode "2011. Сhildbirth”.

In English (interpretation by author):
My little girl, when your adulthood

the night

Surrender little it's an overdose
They call it love, sweet like glucose
I tried to heal, took procainamide
Your breath is my monoxide

Monoxide

De reggae music bring unification
Throughout the nation
Inna di dancehall there shouldn't be no separation
Barefoot by the fire, dancin' with desire

Get dressed. Dress up.
Dress now. Get dressed. Dress up.
To be more than we can say — or shout
Accompanied (that day) by the Strike