[Intro:]
Down through the centuries the notion that life is wrapped in a dream, has been a pervasive theme of philosophers and poets
So doesn't it make sense that d**h too would be wrapped in a dream, that after d**h your conscious life would continue..
[Cidi]
You pushed me further and told me express everything that got on my mind
Admit to my guilt and exonerate fault and through fate everything would be fine
Well some days the hands on the clock never moves, it's almost like I'm stuck in time
The ink in my pen is invisible nothing but blanks when I write on these lines
I've been hearing a lot about love and relationships from people around in my life
There's so many definitions from individuals, it varies so wide
They tell me that mutual pain in mourning and loss is key to that ride
That's probably true but I can't comprehend it while I'm on this cannabis flight
If I was a genie, you rubbed on my lamp, I'd grant wishes to you every night
Forget the past, let's put on some music and try to just leave it behind but..
Anxiety's knocking on door and crashing some parties without an invite
But the pills on the counter don't help the bouncer get rid of him, something ain't right
A mistake today is a lesson tomorrow, but is that just a tease?
Was it really my choice to evoke these emotions or to make you feel weak?
Cause if it was really me
I'm sure I would really be
A lot more invested emotionally
Not just keep walking through valleys and stopping for something that I know ain't good for me
They don't all deserve a response for the ignorant comments, this life is more peaceful
Ignore all the traps and cut down on your circle sometimes it's better with less people
I once was concerned with appealing to people and trying my best to stay relevant
Then I master my craft and I conquer my field with nothing but timeliest elegance
I guess I'm enlightened to finally make music reflective of my own persona
Cos this image that I once carried forward is not exactly what I wanted
Priding myself on intelligence, yet it's the only thing I never flaunted
Drifting away with this life that I live but I'm finally living in the moment
We all have unique opportunities its part of the human experience
Masquerading is part of the culture now, so please don't be fooled by appearances
Tell me why god loves to play games, especially snakes and ladders
Cause when I'm so close to ascending through gla** ceiling, the entire thing shatters
And shards of what could've been, turn into what should've been
I'm tragically falling through clouds and landing in muddy puddles then proceed to bleed
I am a free spirit, A fleeting soul, I'm gone with the wind
I cherish the fact that I'm unaware of what it is that tomorrow brings
Cause if I'm to die tomorrow, well, I guess I'd just rather not know a thing
[Outro]
You haven't met yourself yet, but the advantage to meeting others in the mean time, is that one fo them may present you to yourself