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  • Here I am, here we are
    As it will go on forever
    Noise, always noise
    Candles burn, lights are low
    I haven't a place to go
    Life in it's constant state of moving nowhere
    The music is nice, floats through the air
    Sounds of waves crashing everywhere
    Percussive submissions, mind conditions
    Writing with the left hand
    Unknowing and taking the chance
    Why not fly? Why not try?
    This constant game I play to stay high
    But all is just a state of mind
    All is reality of your choice
    Constant evolution, constant adaptation
    Constant state of moving nowhere
    Footsteps, silence is loud
    Kindness is brave, wisdom is long
    Loving is necessary, I need it, we need it
    Searching, looking for the satisfaction
    It is nowhere, it is everywhere
    Preaching, pleading, praying for God to come
    What are we waiting for?
    Why are we so afraid of taking charge?
    But it's always changing, always
    In the constant state of going nowhere
    We all have demons to battle, roads to walk
    Crosses to bear, mistakes and sins
    Candles and their steady glow
    Water and its constant crash
    Endless horizon, rocks of times long gone
    Still strong, still here and so are we
    Here we are forever
    The constant state of going nowhere
    The constant state of going nowhere
    Constant state of going nowhere
    Con-con-constant state of moving nowhere
    Constant state of moving nowhere
    It's like a jungle
    It's like a jungle
    It's like a jungle out here, so much struggle out here
    And my dreams steal my rest, sleep's the cousin of death
    Always feels like a race against father time
    In the streets of New York
    All I see is street hoes, and bullet holes in my people
    Only crime fills the brain, feels like I'm going insane
    The revolution has to start, don't waste no time
    In the streets of New York
    New York, New York, New York
    New York, New York City
    New York, New York, New York
    New York, New York City
    New York, New York, New York
    New York, New York City
    New York, New York, New York
    New York, New York City
    In the, in the city
    In the, in the city
    New York, New York City
    In the, in the city
    In the, in the city
    In the, in the city
    New York, New York City
    In the, in the city
    In the, in the city
    In the, in the city
    New York, New York City
    In the, in the city
    In the, in the city
  • Here I am, here we are
    As it will go on forever
    Noise, always noise
    Candles burn, lights are low
    I haven't a place to go
    Life in it's constant state of moving nowhere
    The music is nice, floats through the air
    Sounds of waves crashing everywhere
    Percussive submissions, mind conditions
    Writing with the left hand
    Unknowing and taking the chance
    Why not fly? Why not try?
    This constant game I play to stay high
    But all is just a state of mind
    All is reality of your choice
    Constant evolution, constant adaptation
    Constant state of moving nowhere
    Footsteps, silence is loud
    Kindness is brave, wisdom is long
    Loving is necessary, I need it, we need it
    Searching, looking for the satisfaction
    It is nowhere, it is everywhere
    Preaching, pleading, praying for God to come
    What are we waiting for?
    Why are we so afraid of taking charge?
    But it's always changing, always
    In the constant state of going nowhere
    We all have demons to battle, roads to walk
    Crosses to bear, mistakes and sins
    Candles and their steady glow
    Water and its constant crash
    Endless horizon, rocks of times long gone
    Still strong, still here and so are we
    Here we are forever
    The constant state of going nowhere
    The constant state of going nowhere
    Constant state of going nowhere
    Con-con-constant state of moving nowhere
    Constant state of moving nowhere
    It's like a jungle
    It's like a jungle
    It's like a jungle out here, so much struggle out here
    And my dreams steal my rest, sleep's the cousin of death
    Always feels like a race against father time
    In the streets of New York
    All I see is street hoes, and bullet holes in my people
    Only crime fills the brain, feels like I'm going insane
    The revolution has to start, don't waste no time
    In the streets of New York
    New York, New York, New York
    New York, New York City
    New York, New York, New York
    New York, New York City
    New York, New York, New York
    New York, New York City
    New York, New York, New York
    New York, New York City
    In the, in the city
    In the, in the city
    New York, New York City
    In the, in the city
    In the, in the city
    In the, in the city
    New York, New York City
    In the, in the city
    In the, in the city
    In the, in the city
    New York, New York City
    In the, in the city
    In the, in the city