Lyrics:
So all the faces blurred
Miles and miles of skin
Twist and turn into a frightening place
And wounds for souls that time cannot erase
Yeah, she was
and future regarded as a whole
The body ages, cars age, animals age
But the one thing that is not affected by time is the soul
TIME the one thing that not
by the time that it takes
Cause I guarantee, it will all be worth the wait
My past tried to grab a hold of me again but I know for a fact
I'm leaving
and I got a
Closet with bars in it and it's time to come out, but I just
Want my piece of heaven and a life without doubt, yuh
I got a secret weapon
salad, yeah)
Made by my Uncle Darryl (made by my Uncle Heaven)
(Stir that potato salad Heaven, yeah, like that, yeah)
Sugar tea, potato salad
(Sugar
together
We could change the world forever
Heaven knows that tears are not enough
It's up to me and you
To make the dream come true
It's time to take
He was a canvas-back'd scatterbrain from Jazz Street
He had a '65 Chevy and and a surfer shirt full a-parakeets
It's a dead-end road by Love Canal
Sister, Sister will you keep me?
I would never make it through
Hope you always know its true
You could make the heaven's fall
Just by walking away
Christ, by highest heaven adored,
Christ the everlasting Lord,
Late in time behold Him come,
Offspring of the favored one.
Veiled in flesh, the Godhead
deepest dark
The sound of heaven calls
Into promised land
Where sleeping angels lie
Surrounded by their song
As the moon is rising in the sky
I see
tryna make a move every time the King say
And not Simon say (not Simon)
The kid ain't playin' (kid ain't playin')
It's a house party at the heaven
the days by hours
And this is what you'll find.
When the short hand points to one
Try to think of what you've done
I'll see your eyes of blue
When the hand
on foreign streets
But I could not vote
But now you walk by me
You won't talk to me
Say this is my fate
But every time you walk the streets boy
and storm --
Since I left Plumtree, down in Tennessee, it's the first time I've been warm."
There are strange things done in the midnight sun
By the men
blasted, surrounded by niggas in masks
Sent with the task to harass and murder my ass
Will I last? heaven or hell? freedom or jail?
Shit's hard, who can
(love song) aw baby (love song)
Oh yeah, yeah, alright
Baby we're sure doin' it tonight (baby we're sure doing it)
Every time you come by let me try
Swing
It's a hard decision
Am I gonna leave this prison
If they tell me one more time
To get in line
I'm gonna break away
But I'm sure
That
Children stop to steel, listen to me
God walked down by the Briny sea
Beheld evil of the sinful men
Declared that he would destroy the land
Spoke to Noah
down on her luck
And she's daily salooning about to make her hard earned buck
I was there
I believe where she'd stop him if she wants time to care
I
the weary road
And hear the angels sing.
For lo! the days are hastening on,
By prophets seen of old,
When with the ever-circling years
Shall come the time
gon' be litty
Vintage pieces by the time she hit the city, yeah-ah
Vintage frames, I see nobody fuckin' wit' him
Pretty thug, out the third ward, hit
Gonna put my good foot forward,
And stop being influenced by fools.
So much oppression,
Can't keep track of it no more.
So much oppression,
Can't
the angels sing.
For lo! the days are hastening on,
By prophets seen of old,
When with the ever-circling years
Shall come the time foretold,
When
She counts the days away and waits for valentines
She says every girl in the past is just a waste of time
You know, whoa
She don't believe in
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