One to many mornings
when I was a thousand miles behind
everything I believed in
this lady she was fine
what could it be that draws me to her sine
I cannot believe in everything thats behind
a thousand broken footsteps
a childs voice inside
takes you for the miles
and leave you something else to climb
these sidewalks and people
storefronts and roadsides
why can't all these folks
see everything that's inside
is what their trying to find
its just a little bit of love
that brings me through
one to many mornings
when i'm a thousand miles behind

Every other mornings
When im a thousand miles behind
Dancing with the stars
And Running through the trees
Just running through our minds
Trying to see what we have came to find
Sometime last year
The devil danced with the moon
Fly with the eagles when we sing
The songs to pronounce our love
Moving like some animated cartoon
Thrashing in the water of the sea
Holding on to each other close
So we can feel each others hearts
Beating to the rhythm of the beat
Reminds me of the spring
Every other morning
When I was thousand miles behind

Once and now and then
You see I look to the sky
Wonder to the past
A morning left behind
What is it you see here
Your dreams are Devine
Believe in what you live for
*** in the end of the day
Its just you, yourself and everything you have inside
Anything you think
You will find it produces it self with time
Throw away your hate
Negative thoughts just distract
From all you can provide
To the world with your thoughts and speech my dear
Listen to me now believe in your fears
Shake them down with passion
Just like you did last time
Traveling one to many mornings
Lost a thousand miles behind

What is a shadow
but a figment of the mind
what is a shadow
but a process of the time
what is the space
but what you can't find
where can you hide
when the shadow is your mind?
look to your eyes
for everything behind
lies whether you are kind

Look at what you did to me
your blinded in they eye man
and what is it that you see
in all these things that you believe in thee
all of these things
you feel that will set you free
but what is free homie?
escape from reality
is that truly what you think it be?
sedate your mind
is that the only thing?
what about your mother
your father
all the people
love you as you are
so why go and **** with thee
rap diablo was the one that told me
we all got dead homies
add you to the list
statistic
yes you are on the way
how that make you feel?
I know you believe you think your free

Mother was the nature
No she not a begger
teaching all the things
we hide inside our minds
the guns they get bigger
the majority they get smaller
while the rich they hide behind the dollar
everything we do
you know it was never enough
because they claim enlighten
enlightened yes they are
withholding all the truths
just to gain the value of a dollar
but we all know
their the danger of us all
now what is there to do?

Oppression
Discretion
you see there's always an obsession
some find it succession
while others find suppression
addiction
ambition
and attention
something in our sight
brings about a weapon
want leads to devastation.

Mother is the nature
she provides for all the beggars
who are lost on the path
to their everlasting lover
look at all these things
all of these possessions
man believes is the king....
then we go on the swing
travel through depression
while they impede expression
there are always few
who find they have wings
all the strings they need to sing

Oppression
Discretion
you see there's always an obsession
some find it succession
while others find suppression
addiction
ambition
and attention
something in our sight
brings about a weapon
want leads to devastation.

Look at you tangled all around
Everything lost beyond
Ocean city blues
Please don't hesitate
I know you want to go
Away where the wild people throw
Everything lost beyond
Ocean city blues
Take notice
Of where the wild flower grows
Please don't hesitate
I know you want to go
Away to where the clouds will show
Everything lost beyond
Ocean city blues
Sunset eyes always will hide
The things you hold inside

Everybody trying to impress other people
but what you can't see man
is lost in their dreams
what's lost in their dreams
is everything they hate to see
what they hate to see man
is what they once dreamt to be
just a realization I thought you all should know
just a realization that has begun to come to light
through my thoughts
and all my ventures
slight of hand only weeds out the vultures.

Mystery women
your my mystery queen
just like Cleopatra I'm bound to your scene
all that you do brings me to see
everything in this world man you know it isn't free
listen to her words
for they will show you the truth
of all that you hide behind and everything beneath
your heart is a rocket, ready to launch
but nobody knows exactly what time
and space will do to you now
so we all sit and wait for our mystery queen to lecture the crowd

Here we go around and around in this world
Russia is trying to take us all down
reminds me of ******
he has a hidden agenda
but not many can see beyond all the words
words that are spoken
illusion of peace
disgrace
time to replace