Zaq Reynolds - Awakening lyrics

[Intro: Wyoma] The healing beat The beat goes on Tumble, rumble Squeezing of time Makes for internal space Pumped up in pain and pleasure Balancing, hanging in tough Hanging in Hanging in With the low hanging fruit Nurturing the inner environment Where there's all the time in the world I know not the master narrative Where there's never enough Let the rhythm move you Deep, deep baptisms And sanctified salutations Deep breath Let it take you to your core Splay you out, time to grieve And let go and get go Do your dance, do your dance Do your dance now Deep breath Half speed Feeling feelings And having your voice We'll ride on this next big wave Of real desire (2x) So we dance, like a river [Verse 1: Mr. Campbell] You feeling it, he's feeling it She's feeling it, and yeah I felt it The mental of an adolescent individual Moms was proud, sometimes young men choose to run wild Up on these streets, pops will help you get on your feet First you crawl, then stand, try to walk, then fall You weak if they catch you weeping Peaking to the top, can't smell me like The Rock Trying to find the combination, but we got this sh** on lock [Verse 2: Selina Elsie] Words for the land they keep invading Words for the skin they keep degrading Man made poison packaged in pretty boxes Consuming the lint in the bottom of our pockets If it's marketed A media that degrades life of all shades Believers in equality forced to dig their own graves Stepping on toes as to who's a slave You are not free if you get paid [Verse 3: Mr. Campbell] Oh now you feeling it, he's feeling it She's feeling it, and they feeling it, and yeah I felt it Telling you to keep your head up out your booty Keep your eye on what you're doing Because it's your duty to be choosing Because the man be steady ruling Faded when jaded, Racist when wasted Educate not degrade, because we are one nation f** the law, staying individual With liberty and justice for all, peace [Verse 4: Selina Elsie] All of your lives look the same Cookie cutter formulas Of age restrictions that we have been subliminally given Mapped out communities to be imprisoned Lives going unfilled by the pursuit of the greener light But I unite my wrists because your rope is too tight And I will not be your puppet tonight