So highly elusive are the thoughts that I am fusing even cops be losing the ONE they are pursuing.
Intuitive lyrics embedded in the roots of my spirit causing confusion in the ears of those who choose to hear it.
Paragraphs of visions of aftermath decisions, explaining the damage given to the way we living.
Robbing and dealing and killing; what are we wishing for the children?Father, forgive themI'm asking permissiono continue on buildingstairways to heaven higher than ceilings
o need for the beeging cause I know that you're hearing... reality cheCkforthesimple
