this is a Red Tape. Cut Tape. Track yet to be released. Enjoy
*2010 North Void Collective
Verse 1
I wake up each morning
from the thoughts in my head
And take a step into the dream
made of thoughts from the dead.
The city kinda screams
spilling fog overhead
And I'm taken by the scene
Calling me from my bed.
As my feet press the ground
feel the ground stretch my feet
Stressing me as I'm bound
by the Earth's gravity
As I peak all around
All around's calling me
With the subtle sound of thought becoming
All that I see
(Rock)
Solid with my plans
With my mans everyday
I watch it all become my life
As the sands shifts shape
Stay away from all the talk
All the facebook stalks
People stuck on entertainment
Buying wayside thoughts
I grew up with corporations
taking land for dough
Ideas turning beauty
into landfill zones
Mind your thoughts
cause it matters
Hand-in-hand they go
Strip the matter
with the mind
of understanding Om.
