Al.divino - Where Dawns Meet lyrics

[Intro] You have to be, a light to yourself Not the light of a professor Or a man of history, psychologist Or a Or the light of Jesus Or the light of the Buddha or You have to be a light to yourself In a land that's so utterly become dark [Hook] Treasured at the crossroads Piercings of fierce distinctions Grip life by every breath And each sigh inspired this inkling I left to lamp on corners of darkness In minds you thinking Cuz a glimmer left bereft Becomes slaughter when time is shrinking Fallin' with compa**ion and zest Solemnly sinking In the arms of these old charms of this will While driving and drinking A fantasy of cubans that's lit Liftin' the inkpen of Assata Scribe a drama that detonates in your precinct [Verse 1] This is the story of a man who cried devotion The pa**ion that he burn with Eternally Hell's oceans Bearin' the pressure non-spoken But it crackle concrete Ground zero The heroes of legend arrive where dawns meet For all your yesterday Let us live today in all its memory A message in a bottle Gettin' coddled so tenderly That's often The way that scar tissue soften Native sun Come root the raisin in coffins Where none before him trodden For some A soft baby tend to harden To slave for you No escape from you And it's love that taunt him Insatiable energy cause seasons into Autumn Then turnin' stars to humans Who dream of super stardom It's lawless with the loosey leaf Exposin' every pardon Hard to breathe up in this room I got it turned into a garden for divine exchange The top of triple decker's the mountain range Capped with ounces of blow I'm leakin' fountains of novacaine To the same From the slang change No counter tops to bang No beats but raw Cross street's schools to the package store What are these dreams for? Was it arrogance? To you they mean more? Your life is a stage And that's the reason you love the scene more While I posture right by the bar Keep tabs on all imposters I'm free to spill the vapor from grey skies in a saucer Better look up cuz the cost of Looking down is so serious In the midst of a leap of faith Everyone is curious (Or they furious) To see the glory of a man who cried devotion The pa**ion that he burn with Infirmaries to the frozen Bear the pressure non-spoken But rather herkimer diamonds Thoughts of revolution bring metaphysical violence Empathy, compa**ion and cess increase the silence To reveal the only thing that connects us In this asylum That's common, now I love her She leavin' Boston So native sun Root a raisin in coffins where none before him trodden [Hook] [Outro] Styles tend to Uh, uh, uh, uh Not only separate man You know because they have their own doctrines And then the doctrines became the gospel truth You know That you cannot change you know? And But if you do not have style If you just say "Well here, here I am you know As a human being, how can I express myself Totally and completely?"