Lyrics Full Moon Over Broadway - D.Bledsoe

The world can be on fire right outside our door
Relax your your mind - breathe from the core
Each day is a task - get up for the chore
Stable to the bag - want kicks galore
Good news - today I can change being poor
Praise to the Lord - that Im still useful
You gon be older way longer than youre youthful
Waste time on lies - lets try being truthful
Its so dark - keep chasin the light
Full moon over broadway on a Sunday night
Us in the present are sculpting the future
It took effort to make a King out of Martin Luther
Novels never wrote themselves - champions persevere
Winners push to the lead - followers in the rear
Never cease - never let up
Words from the goat - you gotta keep your head up

Its so dark - keep chasin the light
Full moon over broadway on a Sunday night
Shadows and silhouettes wont define the form
Had a feeling it was coming - call it quiet storm
Its so dark - keep chasin the light
Full moon over broadway on a Sunday night
Shadows and silhouettes wont define the form
Had a feeling it was coming - call it quiet storm

I wish we could run to the sun and never come back
If this anxiety would go away I could come to relax
Uncertainty in the air like carcinogens
Every family I know hit by cancer - God what is this we're livin in?
Whats wrong with being socialists - when capitalism fails
Tent cities mirror hell - but we tryna save the whales
Im hella guilty - stacking boxes of my grails
For the kids I got watchin - please listen to these tales
In entirety- experience of variety
Its about what we do and not who we try to be
When I was young and had hella people lie to me
About the the things inside of me - who said I aint a God?
Who said I aint a God?
Who said I aint a God?
Who said I aint a God?
Yep

Its so dark - keep chasin the light
Full moon over broadway on a Sunday night
Shadows and silhouettes wont define the form
Had a feeling it was coming - call it quiet storm
Its so dark - keep chasin the light
Full moon over broadway on a Sunday night
Shadows and silhouettes wont define the form
Had a feeling it was coming - call it quiet storm