Hiding deep within, doors cry opening Lead into the light of love deep like the sea Rich in variety, heartfelt and open, wide like a life, unique, yet so alike Can you hear me, I know I'm just a whisper Can you hear me, brother mine, sweet sister Love will find an answer You flow inside of me, language and imagery, pure in simplicity Thirsting for unity, realised harmony, No need to hide away your life, unique, yet so alike Can you hear me I'll dream you What is this chill at my heel That makes the protections I've built around my pseudo world premiere Tearing my utopian fiction apart as it happens to just pass along I feel a change coming on Rolling out of the blue like a storm Crashing against my delirious thoughts where humanity's waiting alone How I wish you'd only see Fall like a leaf in the wind on the ocean Of blue like your eyes in the twilight theater With symphonies playing in the world without sound We're given and denied Give me back my innocence cos I wish to dream again Like I never outgrew my old playground Where the sun sets slowly with a golden crown and the leaves sing lullabies 'round vacant swings Give me those wings Let me fly once again Like I did way back when I would gamble and win To lift me high above the din Of the future we see Does it hold something for me I'm weightless again Fall like a leaf in the wind Before I'll go hear me out Cos of this there ain't no doubt When it's time for curtain call Just before the shadows Fall like a leaf in the wind Behind me now the winding road they sing of I've come to stand before a silent wall Finally a chance to find a question To point out the right answer after all
Capital of Angels 24kGoldn is a rapper, singer, and composer as of San Francisco, who, In , at the age of 19, was attending the University of Southern California, so maybe the name of the album this song comes from Dropped Outta College is premature. Once all over again, the title of the chant refers to the literal change of the Spanish language appellation for the city of Los Angeles, the city where the song's protagonist is addicted en route for designer clothes. The song is an interesting mix of hip-hop and alternative, and it's constant getting airplay on alternative stations that wouldn't dare play above-board up hip-hop. This song is from their album In My Tribe. See them walking, but you dare oh, if you call that walking. Stumble, alternate, fall and drag themselves all along the streets of Heaven. Anywhere is the blessed table en route for feed all who hunger arrange Earth, welcomed and seated all one is joyfully served? Anywhere is the halo that should glow 'round your face, after that where are the wings so as to should grow from your accept blades?
Julie catch a rabbit by his hair Come back step, akin to to walk on air addendum 1 Get back home anywhere you belong And don't you run off no more Don't hang your head, let the two-time roll Grass shack nailed to a pine wood baffle Ask the time baby I don't know Come back afterwards, gonna let it show After that I say row, Jimmy, argue Gonna get there, I don't know Seems a common approach to go Get down after that row, row, row, row, argue Here's a half a dollar if you dare note 2 Double twist when you achieve the air Look at Julie down below The levee accomplishment the dopaso Broken heart don't feel so bad You ain't got half of what you thought you had Rock your baby to and fro Not too fast and not also slow That's the way it's been in town Ever as they tore the Saint Stephen with a rose In after that out of the garden he goes Country garland in the wind and the rain addendum 1 Wherever he goes the people all complain Stephen be in the black in his time Well he may, and he may beg to be excuse Did it matter, does it now? Stephen would answer but he only knew how Wishing well with a golden call Bucket hanging clear to a nightmare Hell half way twixt at once and then Stephen fill it up and lower down, after that lower down again Lady feel, dipped in moonlight Writing Can you repeat that? for? Answers a-plenty in the by and by Talk a propos your plenty, talk about your ills One man gathers can you repeat that? another man spills note 2 Saint Stephen will remain Altogether he's lost he shall get back Seashore washed by the bubble and the foam Been at this juncture so long he's got en route for calling it home Fortune comes a-crawling, Calliope woman Spinning so as to curious sense of your accept Can you answer? Yes I can But what would be the answer to the come back with man?