Wrote the rhyme twice rare act upon the page
The face previous cried to many written tears
Emotions, turbulent times on a global scale some don't believe
Many turn their backs report what the spirit feels
The physical walks, everyday flowers grow
I wish you all the same, soon I disappear
More than these words on paper
Drop another anchor, new waters
Yo' your more then welcome, life or death
Who knows I leave it up to you
London streets can't stand it
Murder on the mind of the youth
Let me be the catalyst, send a thought
See a touch of your last moments
Step the fuck off this way of living
Desperation leads to lessons soon too late to learn
Hell don't exist, in the mind you burn
Can you walk the lines of the chance to reshape
Patterns in the mix, moulded clay
Only innocent smiles on return
Tokens of love left to wear around your neck
Take a seat with me
On a daily basis singing, conversations that kill time
Word to Irene, another smile before the sentence
Speak your name and feel the essence
Nothings ever lost found in the jewel of memory
Close yours eyes what's perception from your own world?
Why do we do what we do?
Is there a true meaning in satisfaction of experience?
Yo' look at me dead in the eyes
Tell me better yet face the self without these tears
All these procrastinations, pick a bride
A mutual choice, can't break the wills of the other
Word to all them mental charmers
Lights workers, and all the wanderers
All them lovers
Remember these sounds
Hand me my flowers
I'm facing you now
We lost in the now
Don't stop looking
Soon to be found
Remember these sounds
Hand me my flowers
I'm facing you now
We lost in the now
Don't stop looking
Soon to be found
Win or lose the chronic answer keeps me rested
Only you can save the day
Let nobody captivate your vision
I speak this to my hearts
To young to understand the meaning
Life is personal
Never give to receive the ugly nature of the other
Unseen forces control your outside
No point in screaming
Can you walk through the open frame
Portals to the eye opener
The skin tears away, it rips apart
Cyclone in the movement
Only visions help, far from beginning
Finish line it don't exist all is all
I keep it moving yo my flow the metaphor
Yo' word to Bruce, can you see the words?
Feel the force, kind words of love vs the curse
No colours just use what you know
Pick a side collide with the opposite
Borderline yourself live blind in sight living happily
Expose your trust with forbidden conversations
What's the use in the truth now the thief earns respect
The understanding
Terminating truth that hurts
Let me never be a memory
Let me never be a memory
Remember these sounds
Hand me my flowers
I'm facing you now
We lost in the now
Don't stop looking
Soon to be found
Remember these sounds
Hand me my flowers
I'm facing you now
We lost in the now
Don't stop looking
Soon to be found
Remember these sounds
Hand me my flowers
I'm facing you now
We lost in the now
Don't stop looking
Soon to be found
Remember these sounds
Hand me my flowers
I'm facing you now
We lost in the now
Don't stop looking
Soon to be found