We play follow the leaderHoping to learn something we never knewThey say ‘one, two, tree red light’So we stop believing the green will come for youSo you wait and we wait for the red too
Somehow disappear and we standSo paralyzed by these timesThat predict our greatest feelsBut deep inside you know you got to go,
You hear echoes of revolution lingering in the airThis counts for more than just being aliveMore than step aside, waitFor the greens i’ll take you there
So rise my friend, take my handLet’s all go to this promised land.Pick up a pen, make your demandsTell’em how freedom can rein againUnchain your voices, sing a song
That will live on and on and on long after we’re goneSongs like lalalalalala lalalalala lalalalal lalalalala
I’ll sing you a song, powerful and fearlessTwisted enough to draw silence down your throatsAnd crack on your higher notes.I’ll sing you a song and teach you how to turn it aroundAnd build it back to the idea in which it came from.
These are manifestations of truthTranslating trouble daydreamsInto effortless dramas inThe perfect night visionI’ll sing you a song that saysNothing about lullabies, full of horning labels
We look nothing but multiple choiceWe’ll sound nothing like pointless prepositionsPut there for the propose of controlling youAnd waisting your heart and precious spending time
Im searching for wordsIn a poem that won’t confuse youThat will confirm elements of life that you already knowI wanna give you a testimony that tells youThat everybody gets there eventuallyMaybe not where you are, butClose enough for them to see the promised land
Im searching for words in a poemThat won’t make you see higher or furtherOr make you think too differently fromWhat you already thought was an epiphany,A path and all this inevitable and arguable truth, see?
We want magic and bouts of brilliants that last foreverWe wanna discover our demons, dress them in whiteTwist their souls in a peasant and turn them back to angels
We want drama and high speed, risk,We wanna live our days in a echo of adrenaline highsAnd testosterone trips, without the side effects of impedance and weakness
George bush, you want us to win the worldWithout the protests, the bad press and the death holesThugs, you wanna fire your gunsWithout the risk of hitting an innocent bi-standard
We wanna survive without the test, the tricks, the false hopesAnd self-help books the pot, the rock and the hip-hop videosWe wanna survive without the journals, and the diariesAnd the realilty tv shows, as if the shit in our lives ain’t real enough
Wallsteet, you want all your stocks ariseGuys, you wanna pull out in just the right time,And ladies, you want to invest in that sure thing right?
You need him to exist somewhere« i think i found him but i know im still waiting to exhale,I want him to wake me up beforeThe last dorm of the summertime.
Trust the ways, pass the motion of the rip tightJust so we can both see the sun riseIn a ribbon, in a cloud in the skyThe simple things, i want to make my father proudAnd my mother understand because i chose right this timeYou see, its quieter than sleep, andThis is the stuff in life that can make you believeThat just one turn west wound can fast forward
All your desires and dreams into this clear as day realityI know the world has never been that easyBut consider the choice of slowing downTo let the air stuck in this moment and run free
These are unchained voices,Singing you songs of familiar melodies.Teaching you how to heat that note above and beyond middle cYeah, and you’re a baritone singing background vocals,Sounds for lalala’s and do- re’s put thereFor the filling of the blank beats and the melody createdAnd the tag says ‘right now, yes you’
Showing you a simple way to seeThrough all of the colors of an unsolved rubik’s cubeReconfirming elements of light that you already knowSing me a song for the false starts,Flatt notes and brand new broken bridgesAnd teach me how to turn it aroundAnd we will sing those songs and resuscitate the societyTo hard beats that justify humanity
Collectively, critically cross culturallyA song that teaches us, that reminds us howHow to just breath, just breath
Lalalalalala lalalalala lalalalal lalalalalaSounds like revolution!Lalalalalala lalalalala lalalalal lalalalala