Over Seasons

Over seasons, like so many times before
 You drop drop drop it 'til you break down the walls
 Over seasons, when you come disobey
 Just keep on droppin' 'til the break of the day
 Over seasons, like so many times before
 You drop drop drop it till you break down the walls
 Over seasons, when you come not obey
 Just keep drop drop drop drop...
 Back in 1994 there was no reason that we had wanted to play
 But a vision of expression
 An ability to reason with the worries in our lives
 An ability we'd recognized
 How many times, would composition turn into confession?
 Building a foundation for our youth to grow into progression
 Making our days, free-will reside, we say!
 Now you know things ain't right
 And the pressure that you're granted from this life
 And forever you had wondered what's in store
 'Til you stand up and not take it anymore!
 Doubted about the things you do
 And de? ant of your scattered mental institute
 No second guessing when it's already past
 Denying that it wouldn't last
 Here's to the days, here's to the nights
 Throughout the years, how many nights? Here's to the daze that paved the way! We say!
 Now you know things ain't right
 And the pressure that you're granted from this life
 And forever you had wondered what's in store
 That's when you stand up and not take it anymore!
 Like we'd done before!
 The seize of day, turned on into night!
 And open wide!
 Over seasons, like so many times before
 You drop drop drop it 'til you break down the walls
 Over seasons, when you come disobey
 Just keep on droppin' 'til the break of the day
 Over seasons, like so many times before
 You drop drop drop it till you break down the walls
 Over seasons, when you come not obey
 Just keep drop drop drop drop...
 Back in 1994 there was no reason that we had wanted to play
 But a vision of expression
 An ability to reason with the worries in our lives
 An ability we'd recognized
 How many times, would composition turn into confession?
 Building a foundation for our youth to grow into progression
 Making our days, free-will reside, we say!
 Now you know things ain't right
 And the pressure that you're granted from this life
 And forever you had wondered what's in store
 'Til you stand up and not take it anymore!
 Doubted about the things you do
 And de? ant of your scattered mental institute
 No second guessing when it's already past
 Denying that it wouldn't last
 Here's to the days, here's to the nights
 Throughout the years, how many nights? Here's to the daze that paved the way! We say!
 Now you know things ain't right
 And the pressure that you're granted from this life
 And forever you had wondered what's in store
 That's when you stand up and not take it anymore!
 Like we'd done before!
 The seize of day, turned on into night!
 And open wide!