作词 : Armstrong, Rollo / BLISS, SISTER 作曲 : Armstrong, Rollo / BLISS, SISTER Crisis in the supermarket Prices, prospects, not the nicest My wife is about as cold as ice is When stressed she's not the wisest Who is?We all got baggage Hers is financial Peace to my uncle AnsellThanks to, well, all from him We still have a home to live in I'm learnin' to ride the riddim When she come in, face full of arguing Another nice night is ruined Remembering back when We were just into each other Now we just injure each other Without thinking And when the silence fall And the world gets really small She crawled into bed, I'm in my 350 ZHigh-speed meditation just to ease my head Light beep on as I slide in Put the music on to keep me from crying A tear may escape as I scrape first gear I have no fear, I'll never stop trying I'll never stop trying I'll never stop trying I love the surge The pull away from the curb The way the sound reverberate As I push my foot down Accelerate straight out of town And with the help of James Brown on the tape I reach escape velocity on the M3Transcend my physical boundaries Blend with the mystic reality and finally I'm freeTraveling instantaneously through space Till I reach that place within me That has no trace of a beginning, has no end And where I both receive and send My soul fills the universe end to end And feel myself heal and mend My mind is still and I'm floating Look down, throttle still wide open Inner serenity comfort me Past junction 23 On my way back, full chat as I'm flyin' I won't crack and I'll never stop trying I'm flyin, I'll never stop trying It's like all of a sudden and everything's different You can still see everything around you But it's all completely lost its significance It's not important anymore, this inner acceptance That you are we And everything that is, is you Emotions unstick and fall' Til all that remains is joy
作词 : Armstrong, Rollo / BLISS, SISTER 作曲 : Armstrong, Rollo / BLISS, SISTER Crisis in the supermarket Prices, prospects, not the nicest My wife is about as cold as ice is When stressed she's not the wisest Who is?We all got baggage Hers is financial Peace to my uncle AnsellThanks to, well, all from him We still have a home to live in I'm learnin' to ride the riddim When she come in, face full of arguing Another nice night is ruined Remembering back when We were just into each other Now we just injure each other Without thinking And when the silence fall And the world gets really small She crawled into bed, I'm in my 350 ZHigh-speed meditation just to ease my head Light beep on as I slide in Put the music on to keep me from crying A tear may escape as I scrape first gear I have no fear, I'll never stop trying I'll never stop trying I'll never stop trying I love the surge The pull away from the curb The way the sound reverberate As I push my foot down Accelerate straight out of town And with the help of James Brown on the tape I reach escape velocity on the M3Transcend my physical boundaries Blend with the mystic reality and finally I'm freeTraveling instantaneously through space Till I reach that place within me That has no trace of a beginning, has no end And where I both receive and send My soul fills the universe end to end And feel myself heal and mend My mind is still and I'm floating Look down, throttle still wide open Inner serenity comfort me Past junction 23 On my way back, full chat as I'm flyin' I won't crack and I'll never stop trying I'm flyin, I'll never stop trying It's like all of a sudden and everything's different You can still see everything around you But it's all completely lost its significance It's not important anymore, this inner acceptance That you are we And everything that is, is you Emotions unstick and fall' Til all that remains is joy
