Now, you could be the leaf in the breeze Or a dust mote Or the blood on the blade of a cutthroat Or the lamb Or a man, stranded in the tide until he drifts into the sand You could play the victim You could be the scammed You could be the conquered people of the land You can be deceived You can be the reed You could be the clear cut wood or the seeds Grow roots, stretch out, expand Mimic an old man's lines on his hands The rich man's time slips by like a serpent Because it can't be bought from a merchant Stains won't come out with detergent Out, damn spot, out! But it's permanent So we're burning it Pain, we're earning it Ask why I gaze up to the firmament
So make haste, and stand still, stuck in place Stardust, we're all just stuff in space It's tough to grasp, but we must embrace And some will come to wonder what the **** is faith It is or it isn't, it wasn't or it was We're dying to rig the system with a switch or a plug We tinker and we nudge It's addiction and buzz to put our hands on it And snap a stick in the mud But time is infinite And clock's an instrument For you to watch it all tick past in increments But if there was a dream, then we're all convinced in it All kinds of brilliant minds and simpletons I've heard it said that the eyes are the windows in The shining dancing bonfires in the winter There's a light within And if you find you begin to smell smoke It's 'cause I use the rhymes as kindling
round round we go we gotta go off what we know till we all end up alone
[00:19.65]Now, you could be the leaf in the breeze [00:21.42]Or a dust mote [00:22.52]Or the blood on the blade of a cutthroat [00:25.10]Or the lamb [00:26.30]Or a man, stranded in the tide until he drifts into the sand [00:29.72]You could play the victim [00:31.12]You could be the scammed [00:32.36]You could be the conquered people of the land [00:34.85]You can be deceived [00:36.08]You can be the reed [00:37.45]You could be the clear cut wood or the seeds [00:40.38]Grow roots, stretch out, expand [00:42.58]Mimic an old man's lines on his hands [00:44.89]The rich man's time slips by like a serpent [00:47.62]Because it can't be bought from a merchant [00:50.16]Stains won't come out with detergent [00:52.55]Out, damn spot, out! [00:54.13]But it's permanent [00:55.35]So we're burning it [00:56.47]Pain, we're earning it [00:57.85]Ask why I gaze up to the firmament [01:00.75] [01:20.18]So make haste, and stand still, stuck in place [01:23.23]Stardust, we're all just stuff in space [01:25.69]It's tough to grasp, but we must embrace [01:28.30]And some will come to wonder what the **** is faith [01:30.90]It is or it isn't, it wasn't or it was [01:33.39]We're dying to rig the system with a switch or a plug [01:35.93]We tinker and we nudge [01:37.08]It's addiction and buzz to put our hands on it [01:39.51]And snap a stick in the mud [01:41.00]But time is infinite [01:42.35]And clock's an instrument [01:43.44]For you to watch it all tick past in increments [01:46.12]But if there was a dream, then we're all convinced in it [01:48.70]All kinds of brilliant minds and simpletons [01:51.37]I've heard it said that the eyes are the windows in [01:53.93]The shining dancing bonfires in the winter [01:56.08]There's a light within [01:57.13]And if you find you begin to smell smoke [01:59.44]It's 'cause I use the rhymes as kindling [02:01.61] [02:36.65][02:31.62][02:26.60][02:21.50]round round we go [02:33.76][02:23.620]we gotta go off what we know [02:38.80][02:28.75]till we all end up alone
