Mind Full of Whispers

A mind full of whispers
 My heart full of scripture
 Music is my frame
 And words play the picture
 Let it be
 Let it breath
 Let it go
 Let it free
 I used a snare at a basket
 So formalities are painted
 Still my voice is seeing vague in
 I don't know if we don't make it
 Let it breath
 Let it be
 Let it go
 Let it free
 Let it be
 Let it breath
 Let it go
 Let it free
 Ah ah ah ah ah
 Ah ah ah ah ah
 Ah ah ah ah ah
 Ah ah ah ah ah
 Yeah
 Christmas in August
 Black months head office
 A color blind lost
 We the most star resurrect at us
 Step aside
 You're blocking my thousand splendid sunshine
 Never mind, it's a twine
 Rappers looking for punchlines
 Music is my frame
 Different minds different space
 The words are the picture
 Since I learned to tie my lace
 Let it breath for a minute
 Let it free for a minute
 Yeah before we dump with it
 I painted a picture so vivid
 Let it be
 Let it breath
 Let it go
 Let it free
 Let it be
 Let it breath
 Let it go
 Let it free
 Ah ah ah ah ah
 Ah ah ah ah ah
 Music is my frame
 The words are the picture
 Ah ah ah ah ah
 Ah ah ah ah ah
 Mundo impuro que hace que pierda la fe
 Se que tenia un ser
 Se que la vida si encanta no calma
 La sed de hombre de poca ni nie
 De curpo sin alma, tierra sin fruto
 Nino en guerra, madres en luto
 Canten, hablen, griten pa' que otro lo canten,
 Lo valen, lo sienten
 Let it be
 Let it breath
 Let it go
 Let it free
 Let it be
 Let it breath
 Let it go
 Let it free
 Ah ah ah ah ah
 Ah ah ah ah ah
 Ah ah ah ah ah
 Ah ah ah ah ah
 Music is my frame
 The words are the picture
 Music is my frame
 The words are the picture
 Let it be
 Let it breath
 Let it go
 Let it free
 Let it be
 Let it breath
 Let it go
 Let it free