Testo Bluebird - Oneself
Testo della canzone Bluebird (Oneself), tratta dall'album Spirit of Lounge
(Oneself)
When I walked up, all you caught was the shade of my hat on my face
My ways are in pain, from the strain of my ways
Chains engraved in my physical days, in physical waves
I get physical strength from my individual ways
Meanwhile, I'm not fulfilled, this feeling shall not be stilled
Rewind time and rewrite lines for the kinds of you to feel
Docile if you so will, fragile and you go downhill
Drinking wine, forgetting time, now time to be refilled
They say if you snooze, you loose (uh-huh)
Well, I spend my days, dazed and confused (yeah)
Is it 'cause I blaze all day and fade, then that's old news
If it's new to you, this is Yarah rapping the blues
Don't get used to it, running mascara, I refuse
Closed doors prevent (uh-huh) outsiders from viewing (uh-huh)
But struggling alone makes it tough for pursuing
Dreams, but it seems all I get are sleepless nights
Nightmares about losing loved ones and losing fights
The bluebird flew over the fields of sorrow
As I left the scene and the dream, watching the souls wallow
Left you for more, left the room hollow
Many will fall, a lot more will follow
You take drugs to psyche your mind
You take wine to forget about time
You create a world of your own
Where the truth will never be known
When I looked up, all I caught was the sun's rays on my face
Blinded eyes face the skyline for an escape
My patient days ain't tolerate and then escaseen a world race
I'm campaignin' for a change of pace
So I stand waitin', a lone man in a land, it ain't vague and
Got a dice and a plan and a stand, but ain't sure I can make it
Without a hint or a hand to help hold the reigns and take it
Don't wanna get stuck after dusk, gonna bust out butt naked
Out in the cold, you know you can't control the way the wind blows
And can't complain the snow from the wrong side of the window
Been told the stream trickles slow solo
A river don't get to the open low alongside of His temple
Closed doors prevent outsiders from viewin'
You struggle like hustle makes it tough pursuin' dreams
But it seems at night the sleep don't come
Confused when them demons tell me, "Please, don't run"
The bluebird flew over the fields of sorrow
As I left the scene and the dream, watching the souls wallow
Left you for more, left the room hollow
Many will fall, a lot more will follow
You take drugs to psyche your mind
You take wine to forget about time
You create a world of your own
Where the truth will never be known
The bluebird flew over the fields of sorrow
As I left the scene and the dream, watching the souls wallow
Left you for more, left the room hollow
Many will fall, a lot more will follow
The bluebird flew over the fields of sorrow
As I left the scene and the dream, watching the souls wallow
Left you for more, left the room hollow
Many will fall, a lot more will follow
The bluebird flew over the fields of sorrow
As I left the scene and the dream, watching the souls wallow
Left you for more, left the room hollow
Many will fall, a lot more will follow
The bluebird flew over the fields of sorrow
As I left the scene and the dream, watching the souls wallow
Left you for more, left the room hollow
Many will fall, a lot more will follow
Many will fall
A lot more will follow (follow)
Many will fall
A lot more will follow (follow)
Many will fall
A lot more will follow (follow)
Many will fall
A lot more will follow
Credits
Writer(s): Charles Christopher Jr. Parker
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