Anything But Words

I believe that someone
 Can be brave on this green Earth
 But maybe I'm wrong. Mhm. Maybe I'm wrong
 Game on
 Turns dreams to reality
 The king of principality shines upon me
 The Holy Spirit shadows me
 I write songs for fun, not for salary
 Used to collect guns, now the truth is my calvary
 But I got a closet full just in case
 The project pulls some wicked bullshit
 My logistic is logical, turn you back to molecules
 Miniscule follicles, then convert your brain to subatomic particles
 I breathe you in, and sneeze you out
 You [MCs?], you live in the crease of doubt
 That's why I swarm on your college dorm
 Make knowledge born from the hood to the cottage farm
 London to Russia, Eurasia to Prussia
 The Holy Cities of the East, the [young sheiks discuss?] us
 Christ means [crush her?], become along the usher
 The righteous way of life, it be most wise
 For the civilized man to trust us
 On Bora Bora we discuss the Torah
 Then we travel across these lands like old explorers
 I believe that someone
 Can be brave on this green Earth
 But maybe I'm wrong. Aim for the sun
 Out in the freezing rain
 Stay on the streets all day
 Until my cover is over
 We always [fight blind the light of our lives?]
 My patience is waning, the scales have capsized
 I read [?] full of glory
 And there's pyres of files of light
 Fleeting mazes to the night sky
 Sitting on the porch, torching a stoagie in the moonlight
 Rocking back and forth in my chair contemplating life
 Thinking where I went wrong, where I went right
 Was it a fast, or a long life?
 From my calculation everyday sensational
 Every sense was stimulated, pain's occasional
 All praises due to the Father
 The author, the supreme architect
 The one with no partner
 We give man the wisdom to be a gardener, carpenter
 Preach the warrior, king, or you could be a scholar
 Husband, wife, child, mother, brother, sister, or father
 All these things the heart consist of
 Keep the planet floating [?] like Atlantic oceans
 [?] reject all Satanic notions
 We so elusive
 I believe that someone
 Can be brave on this green Earth
 But maybe I'm wrong. Aim for the sun
 Out in the freezing rain
 I could stay on the streets all day
 Until my cover is over
 Runneth over
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 Now I see there's some way
 To be free as a seabird
 And maybe I'm gone
 Straight for the sun
 Out in the freezing rain
 Stay on the streets all day
 Cause my [?]