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                                                Luv(sic) 
                                                Lovesick 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                dog 
                                                with 
                                                canine 
                                                sensitivity
 
                                    
                                
                                                Developing 
                                                this 
                                                new 
                                                theory 
                                                of 
                                                relativity
 
                                    
                                
                                                Connecting 
                                                our 
                                                souls 
                                                resting 
                                                in 
                                                captivity
 
                                    
                                
                                                Positive 
                                                life 
                                                sacrifice 
                                                what 
                                                it 
                                                is 
                                                to 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                Our 
                                                history, 
                                                only 
                                                    a 
                                                quarter 
                                                of 
                                                    a 
                                                century
 
                                    
                                
                                                Reality, 
                                                sitting 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                shoulders 
                                                of 
                                                our 
                                                chemistry
 
                                    
                                
                                                See 
                                                ain't 
                                                no 
                                                mystery, 
                                                the 
                                                colours 
                                                that 
                                                we 
                                                mix 
                                                will 
                                                set 
                                                the 
                                                mind 
                                                free
 
                                    
                                
                                                Let 
                                                the 
                                                blind 
                                                see 
                                                beyond 
                                                harmony!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Breathe 
                                                life 
                                                into 
                                                dead 
                                                space 
                                                blow 
                                                away 
                                                clouds 
                                                of 
                                                doubt
 
                                    
                                
                                                New 
                                                territory 
                                                we 
                                                determine 
                                                to 
                                                be
 
                                    
                                
                                                Everything 
                                                    a 
                                                safe 
                                                haven 
                                                is 
                                                supposed 
                                                to 
                                                be
 
                                    
                                
                                                Now 
                                                it 
                                                might 
                                                seem 
                                                distant 
                                                but 
                                                the 
                                                time 
                                                is 
                                                near
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                our 
                                                thoughts 
                                                take 
                                                off 
                                                and 
                                                split 
                                                the 
                                                atmosphere
 
                                    
                                
                                                Pure 
                                                sound 
                                                wave 
                                                travel 
                                                semi-infinitely
 
                                    
                                
                                                Plus 
                                                I'll 
                                                see 
                                                you 
                                                there 
                                                utmost 
                                                definitely
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Cause 
                                                the 
                                                beat 
                                                plus 
                                                the 
                                                melody
 
                                    
                                
                                                Makes 
                                                me 
                                                speak 
                                                of 
                                                L.O.V.E 
                                                eloquently 
                                                so 
                                                evidently
 
                                    
                                
                                                Good 
                                                gracious, 
                                                every 
                                                process 
                                                has 
                                                    a 
                                                genesis 
                                                and 
                                                ends 
                                                with 
                                                    a 
                                                revelation
 
                                    
                                
                                                God 
                                                bless 
                                                this 
                                                opportunity 
                                                for 
                                                me 
                                                to 
                                                find 
                                                    a 
                                                voice
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                some 
                                                words 
                                                that 
                                                have 
                                                waited 
                                                for 
                                                way 
                                                too 
                                                long
 
                                    
                                
                                                Low 
                                                wages, 
                                                Small 
                                                tips 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                avenue
 
                                    
                                
                                                Never 
                                                wasted, 
                                                all 
                                                hits 
                                                for 
                                                    a 
                                                revenue
 
                                    
                                
                                                Haven't 
                                                you 
                                                heard 
                                                the 
                                                news 
                                                lately?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Seems 
                                                we've 
                                                been 
                                                living 
                                                for 
                                                some 
                                                time 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                purgatory
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                yo, 
                                                    I 
                                                thought 
                                                    I 
                                                knew 
                                                what 
                                                    a 
                                                love 
                                                song 
                                                sound 
                                                like
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                    I 
                                                felt 
                                                    a 
                                                warmer 
                                                tune 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                sunlight
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                could 
                                                still 
                                                hear 
                                                it 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                room 
                                                past 
                                                midnight
 
                                    
                                
                                                Gotta 
                                                move, 
                                                take 
                                                    a 
                                                solo 
                                                cruise 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                moonlight
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sometimes 
                                                    I 
                                                do 
                                                forget, 
                                                Oh 
                                                how 
                                                much 
                                                we 
                                                could 
                                                ease 
                                                the 
                                                lives 
                                                we 
                                                lead
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                we 
                                                learn 
                                                to 
                                                let 
                                                go, 
                                                the 
                                                reins 
                                                that 
                                                we 
                                                hold
 
                                    
                                
                                                Return 
                                                to 
                                                our 
                                                souls, 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                spirit 
                                                let 
                                                flow
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                you 
                                                see, 
                                                upon 
                                                everyday 
                                                faces 
                                                there's 
                                                    a 
                                                million 
                                                shades 
                                                to
 
                                    
                                
                                                Express 
                                                definition 
                                                of 
                                                grace
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                the 
                                                method 
                                                    I 
                                                choose 
                                                my 
                                                prerogative
 
                                    
                                
                                                There's 
                                                so 
                                                much 
                                                love 
                                                in 
                                                me 
                                                    I 
                                                got 
                                                to 
                                                give.
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Cause 
                                                the 
                                                beat 
                                                plus 
                                                the 
                                                melody
 
                                    
                                
                                                Makes 
                                                me 
                                                speak 
                                                of 
                                                L.O.V.E 
                                                eloquently 
                                                so 
                                                evidently
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh 
                                                how 
                                                    I 
                                                could 
                                                write 
                                                    a 
                                                book 
                                                on 
                                                how 
                                                you 
                                                make 
                                                me 
                                                feel
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                how 
                                                about 
                                                this 
                                                song 
                                                that 
                                                    I 
                                                wrote 
                                                for 
                                                you?
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                    I 
                                                feel 
                                                like... 
                                                    I 
                                                wanna 
                                                put 
                                                my 
                                                trusts 
                                                in 
                                                these 
                                                simple 
                                                words
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                you 
                                                to 
                                                feel 
                                                what 
                                                I'm 
                                                saying, 
                                                what 
                                                you 
                                                feel 
                                                like?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Reminisce 
                                                about 
                                                the 
                                                little 
                                                episodes 
                                                that 
                                                we 
                                                shared 
                                                together
 
                                    
                                
                                                Remember 
                                                the 
                                                time 
                                                that 
                                                you 
                                                told 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                the 
                                                cold 
                                                night, 
                                                to 
                                                relax 
                                                when 
                                                all 
                                                    I 
                                                knew 
                                                was 
                                                to 
                                                hold 
                                                tight
 
                                    
                                
                                                Remember 
                                                the 
                                                time 
                                                that 
                                                    I 
                                                spoke 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                crowd 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                full 
                                                house 
                                                and
 
                                    
                                
                                                Realizes 
                                                that 
                                                you 
                                                was 
                                                my 
                                                ace?
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                was 
                                                the 
                                                joker 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                stage 
                                                singing 
                                                the 
                                                blues
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                eyes 
                                                on 
                                                me 
                                                and 
                                                had 
                                                nothing 
                                                to 
                                                prove
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                yo, 
                                                    I 
                                                thought 
                                                    I 
                                                knew 
                                                what 
                                                    a 
                                                diamond 
                                                shine 
                                                like
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                    I 
                                                felt 
                                                    a 
                                                sharper 
                                                love 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                lime 
                                                lite
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                the 
                                                queen 
                                                of 
                                                hearts 
                                                watching 
                                                me 
                                                quietly 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                upper 
                                                deck 
                                                balcony
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sometimes 
                                                    I 
                                                do 
                                                suspect, 
                                                I'm 
                                                an 
                                                actor 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                well-scripted 
                                                live 
                                                divine 
                                                comedy
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                    I 
                                                look 
                                                back 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                frozen 
                                                slice 
                                                of 
                                                time 
                                                and 
                                                try 
                                                to 
                                                defrost 
                                                the 
                                                senses 
                                                lost
 
                                    
                                
                                                Now 
                                                enough 
                                                with 
                                                the 
                                                metaphors, 
                                                the 
                                                motivation 
                                                that 
                                                    I 
                                                wrote 
                                                this 
                                                letter 
                                                for
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                you 
                                                to 
                                                know 
                                                that 
                                                the 
                                                music 
                                                helps 
                                                carry 
                                                on
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                you 
                                                say 
                                                    a 
                                                new 
                                                day 
                                                will 
                                                bring 
                                                us 
                                                tomorrow...
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Cause 
                                                my 
                                                beat 
                                                plus 
                                                your 
                                                melody
 
                                    
                                
                                                Makes 
                                                me 
                                                speak 
                                                of 
                                                L.O.V.E 
                                                eloquently 
                                                so 
                                                evidently
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Cause 
                                                your 
                                                beat 
                                                plus 
                                                my 
                                                melody
 
                                    
                                
                                                Makes 
                                                me 
                                                speak 
                                                of 
                                                L.O.V.E 
                                                eloquently 
                                                so 
                                                evidently
 
                                    
                                
                                                Luv(sic) 
                                                Once 
                                                again, 
                                                now 
                                                where 
                                                do 
                                                    I 
                                                start, 
                                                dear 
                                                love
 
                                    
                                
                                                Dumb 
                                                struck 
                                                with 
                                                the 
                                                pure 
                                                luck 
                                                to 
                                                find 
                                                you 
                                                here
 
                                    
                                
                                                Every 
                                                morn' 
                                                    I 
                                                awake 
                                                from 
                                                    a 
                                                cavernous 
                                                night,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sometimes 
                                                still 
                                                pondering 
                                                the 
                                                previous 
                                                plight,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Seems 
                                                life 
                                                done 
                                                changed 
                                                long 
                                                time 
                                                no 
                                                speak,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Nowadays 
                                                    I 
                                                often 
                                                forget 
                                                the 
                                                day 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                week
 
                                    
                                
                                                Taking 
                                                it 
                                                by 
                                                stride 
                                                if 
                                                you 
                                                know 
                                                what 
                                                    I 
                                                mean,
 
                                    
                                
                                                No 
                                                harm 
                                                done, 
                                                no 
                                                offense 
                                                taken 
                                                by 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                let's 
                                                rap, 
                                                we'll 
                                                catch 
                                                up 
                                                to 
                                                par, 
                                                what's 
                                                the 
                                                haps?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Perhaps 
                                                we're 
                                                even 
                                                closer 
                                                now 
                                                after 
                                                all 
                                                things 
                                                considered 
                                                on 
                                                this 
                                                side 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                planet,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Couldn't 
                                                pick 
                                                    a 
                                                better 
                                                time 
                                                even 
                                                if 
                                                we 
                                                planned 
                                                it!
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                come 
                                                clean 
                                                and 
                                                candid 
                                                if 
                                                    I 
                                                have 
                                                to
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh 
                                                what 
                                                    I 
                                                wouldn't 
                                                trade 
                                                for 
                                                your 
                                                laughter
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sweet 
                                                and 
                                                sour 
                                                spice 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                poetry 
                                                pot 
                                                melting,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Even 
                                                better 
                                                than 
                                                the 
                                                real 
                                                thing!
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                like 
                                                the 
                                                God 
                                                in 
                                                me 
                                                saw 
                                                the 
                                                Devil 
                                                in 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                wanted 
                                                to 
                                                break 
                                                myself 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                worst 
                                                way 
                                                when 
                                                    I 
                                                met 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                would 
                                                have 
                                                thought, 
                                                conversate 
                                                by 
                                                the 
                                                river, 
                                                celebrate 
                                                birth,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sit 
                                                and 
                                                delivered 
                                                the 
                                                lines 
                                                that 
                                                would 
                                                prove 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                the 
                                                seeds 
                                                of 
                                                trust
 
                                    
                                
                                                Unsigned, 
                                                yeah 
                                                but 
                                                destined 
                                                to 
                                                grow 
                                                with 
                                                sunshine
 
                                    
                                
                                                Self-assigned 
                                                task 
                                                piled 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                desk 
                                                of 
                                                good 
                                                works,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Knowing 
                                                hardship 
                                                appreciate 
                                                the 
                                                best 
                                                of 
                                                both 
                                                worlds!
 
                                    
                                
                                                C'est 
                                                la 
                                                vie, 
                                                as 
                                                they 
                                                say 
                                                L.O.V.E 
                                                evidently, 
                                                see 
                                                every 
                                                song 
                                                has 
                                                    a 
                                                sequel
 
                                    
                                
                                                Never 
                                                same, 
                                                everything 
                                                but 
                                                the 
                                                name, 
                                                all 
                                                fresh 
                                                just 
                                                like 
                                                back 
                                                then, 
                                                how 
                                                we 
                                                do 
                                                everyday
 
                                    
                                
                                                C'est 
                                                la 
                                                vie, 
                                                as 
                                                they 
                                                say 
                                                L.O.V.E 
                                                eloquently, 
                                                see 
                                                every 
                                                dream 
                                                has 
                                                    a 
                                                part 
                                                two
 
                                    
                                
                                                Never 
                                                same, 
                                                you 
                                                got 
                                                to 
                                                keep 
                                                it 
                                                tight, 
                                                all 
                                                fresh 
                                                just 
                                                like 
                                                back 
                                                then, 
                                                now 
                                                hear 
                                                me 
                                                out...
 
                                    
                                
                                                Once 
                                                together, 
                                                now 
                                                where 
                                                do 
                                                we 
                                                go, 
                                                dear 
                                                divine
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                pray 
                                                that 
                                                you 
                                                keep 
                                                watching 
                                                over 
                                                us,
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                the 
                                                heavens 
                                                where 
                                                light 
                                                is 
                                                the 
                                                nucleus
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                this 
                                                space 
                                                filled 
                                                with 
                                                darkness 
                                                and 
                                                negative 
                                                matter
 
                                    
                                
                                                Anti-gravity 
                                                pull 
                                                is 
                                                what 
                                                    I 
                                                would 
                                                rather 
                                                feel 
                                                when 
                                                    I 
                                                leave 
                                                this 
                                                shell 
                                                eventually
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ties 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                mother 
                                                earth 
                                                ground 
                                                me 
                                                mentally,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Real 
                                                vibes 
                                                will 
                                                keep 
                                                me 
                                                alive 
                                                spiritually
 
                                    
                                
                                                Imagination 
                                                brings 
                                                bliss 
                                                at 
                                                no 
                                                cost, 
                                                when 
                                                    I 
                                                blink 
                                                blink 
                                                    I 
                                                receive 
                                                at 
                                                no 
                                                loss
 
                                    
                                
                                                Victory 
                                                comes 
                                                in 
                                                small 
                                                packages 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                leaf 
                                                of 
                                                an 
                                                olive 
                                                tree 
                                                brought 
                                                back 
                                                by 
                                                    a 
                                                dove
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                above, 
                                                then 
                                                I'm 
                                                gonna 
                                                rhyme 
                                                love,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Well 
                                                you 
                                                saw 
                                                that 
                                                one 
                                                coming 
                                                ever 
                                                since 
                                                the 
                                                beginning 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                end
 
                                    
                                
                                                Well 
                                                anyways, 
                                                    I 
                                                am 
                                                not 
                                                    a 
                                                perfect 
                                                being, 
                                                yes 
                                                    I 
                                                am 
                                                    a 
                                                man 
                                                full 
                                                of 
                                                sin
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                like 
                                                the 
                                                Devil 
                                                in 
                                                me 
                                                saw 
                                                the 
                                                God 
                                                in 
                                                you,
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                epitomize 
                                                the 
                                                etymology 
                                                of 
                                                enthusiasm!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Look 
                                                it, 
                                                up 
                                                there 
                                                lies 
                                                the 
                                                clouds 
                                                that 
                                                form 
                                                the 
                                                rain
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                came 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                ocean 
                                                that 
                                                flowed 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                river
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                    a 
                                                believer, 
                                                firm 
                                                with 
                                                the 
                                                first 
                                                words, 
                                                lyrical 
                                                transceiver 
                                                of 
                                                our 
                                                ancient 
                                                roots
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Science 
+                                                Arts) 
*                                                Faith 
/#                                                of 
                                                our 
                                                Ethnic 
                                                Race!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Let 
                                                me 
                                                mention 
                                                what 
                                                I've 
                                                been 
                                                thinking
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                to 
                                                save 
                                                the 
                                                children, 
                                                when 
                                                the 
                                                ship 
                                                is 
                                                sinking
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                I'm 
                                                singing, 
                                                no 
                                                lip 
                                                syncing 
                                                to 
                                                slogans,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Political 
                                                hooligans 
                                                with 
                                                tanks, 
                                                missiles 
                                                and 
                                                guns!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Everything 
                                                is 
                                                relative 
                                                when 
                                                it's 
                                                all 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                family 
                                                of 
                                                man,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Understand 
                                                the 
                                                time 
                                                has 
                                                finally 
                                                come 
                                                to 
                                                realize 
                                                the 
                                                great 
                                                power 
                                                of 
                                                1,
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                formulas 
                                                equalize 
                                                under 
                                                the 
                                                Sun, 
                                                Amen!
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                rhymes 
                                                will 
                                                heal 
                                                'cause 
                                                    I 
                                                believe 
                                                in 
                                                music,
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                times 
                                                of 
                                                need 
                                                    I 
                                                won't 
                                                be 
                                                leaving 
                                                you 
                                                sick
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                beat 
                                                plus 
                                                the 
                                                melody's 
                                                the 
                                                recipe,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Your 
                                                vibe 
                                                surely 
                                                brings 
                                                out 
                                                the 
                                                best 
                                                in 
                                                me!
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                rhymes 
                                                will 
                                                heal 
                                                'cause 
                                                    I 
                                                believe 
                                                in 
                                                music,
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                times 
                                                of 
                                                need 
                                                    I 
                                                won't 
                                                be 
                                                leaving 
                                                you 
                                                sick
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                beat 
                                                plus 
                                                the 
                                                melody's 
                                                the 
                                                recipe,
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                good 
                                                souls 
                                                lost 
                                                may 
                                                they 
                                                rest 
                                                in 
                                                peace!
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Repeat)
 
                                    
                                
                                                Hiphop 
                                                worldwide 
                                                we 
                                                got 
                                                to 
                                                live 
                                                in 
                                                peace, 
                                                like 
                                                that!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Luv(sic) 
                                                It's 
                                                funny 
                                                how 
                                                the 
                                                music 
                                                put 
                                                times 
                                                in 
                                                perspective
 
                                    
                                
                                                Add 
                                                    a 
                                                soundtrack 
                                                to 
                                                your 
                                                life 
                                                and 
                                                perfect 
                                                it
 
                                    
                                
                                                Whenever 
                                                you 
                                                are 
                                                feeling 
                                                blue 
                                                keep 
                                                walking 
                                                and 
                                                we 
                                                can 
                                                get 
                                                far
 
                                    
                                
                                                Wherever 
                                                you 
                                                are
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                    a 
                                                movie 
                                                that 
                                                you 
                                                can't 
                                                predict
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                    a 
                                                book 
                                                that 
                                                you 
                                                can't 
                                                resist
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                sing 
                                                along 
                                                    a 
                                                song 
                                                that's 
                                                oh 
                                                so 
                                                sensual
 
                                    
                                
                                                Bring 
                                                along 
                                                    a 
                                                sip 
                                                to 
                                                make 
                                                it 
                                                all 
                                                so 
                                                sexual
 
                                    
                                
                                                Verbally 
                                                that 
                                                is, 
                                                making 
                                                love 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                music 
                                                means 
                                                vibing 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                beat 
                                                at 
                                                night
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                the 
                                                whole 
                                                city 
                                                fast 
                                                asleep, 
                                                out 
                                                cold
 
                                    
                                
                                                True 
                                                words 
                                                seem 
                                                to 
                                                rise 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                lips, 
                                                take 
                                                hold
 
                                    
                                
                                                Of 
                                                    a 
                                                poet 
                                                in 
                                                me, 
                                                most 
                                                powerfully
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                feel 
                                                free 
                                                when 
                                                the 
                                                world 
                                                doesn't 
                                                owe 
                                                it 
                                                to 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                so 
                                                hard 
                                                to 
                                                find 
                                                    a 
                                                gig 
                                                that 
                                                lives 
                                                up 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                billing,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Trying 
                                                to 
                                                find 
                                                    a 
                                                reason 
                                                to 
                                                work, 
                                                god 
                                                willing
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                admit, 
                                                my 
                                                thinking 
                                                is 
                                                wishful
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                    a 
                                                star 
                                                upon 
                                                    a 
                                                child 
                                                gazing 
                                                up 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                ceiling
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                far 
                                                do 
                                                we 
                                                have 
                                                to 
                                                stretch 
                                                the 
                                                truth
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                fit 
                                                the 
                                                lifestyles 
                                                borrowed 
                                                and 
                                                overdue
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                can 
                                                take 
                                                it 
                                                all 
                                                back 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                register
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                start 
                                                all 
                                                over 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                canister
 
                                    
                                
                                                Let's 
                                                break 
                                                it 
                                                all 
                                                down 
                                                into 
                                                pieces 
                                                of 
                                                bright
 
                                    
                                
                                                Moments 
                                                that 
                                                pass 
                                                by 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                meteorite
 
                                    
                                
                                                Throw 
                                                on 
                                                your 
                                                favorite 
                                                reel 
                                                that's 
                                                good 
                                                to 
                                                go
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                the 
                                                analog 
                                                player 
                                                watch 
                                                the 
                                                people 
                                                glow
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sit 
                                                back 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                breeze 
                                                let 
                                                the 
                                                memories 
                                                flow
 
                                    
                                
                                                Comedy 
                                                tragedy 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                highs 
                                                and 
                                                lows
 
                                    
                                
                                                ()
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                your 
                                                moves 
                                                that 
                                                    I 
                                                can't 
                                                predict
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                your 
                                                look 
                                                that 
                                                    I 
                                                can't 
                                                resist
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                ting-a-ling 
                                                feeling 
                                                was 
                                                oh 
                                                so 
                                                mutual
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                lingering 
                                                appeal 
                                                was 
                                                so 
                                                unusual
 
                                    
                                
                                                Herbally 
                                                what 
                                                is, 
                                                medicine 
                                                to 
                                                    a 
                                                lone 
                                                soul 
                                                can 
                                                become 
                                                poison 
                                                to 
                                                some
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                the 
                                                whole 
                                                body 
                                                fast 
                                                asleep, 
                                                out 
                                                cold
 
                                    
                                
                                                True 
                                                vision 
                                                seem 
                                                to 
                                                come 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                eye, 
                                                take 
                                                hold
 
                                    
                                
                                                Of 
                                                    a 
                                                prophet 
                                                in 
                                                me 
                                                most 
                                                visibly
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                see 
                                                clear 
                                                when 
                                                the 
                                                world 
                                                doesn't 
                                                show 
                                                it 
                                                to 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                so 
                                                hard 
                                                to 
                                                make 
                                                sense 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                cycle 
                                                of 
                                                billing,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Trying 
                                                to 
                                                find 
                                                    a 
                                                reason 
                                                to 
                                                quit 
                                                and 
                                                make 
                                                    a 
                                                killing
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                admit, 
                                                our 
                                                dealing 
                                                is 
                                                painful
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                    a 
                                                star 
                                                upon 
                                                    a 
                                                child 
                                                staring 
                                                down 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                ceiling
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                far 
                                                do 
                                                we 
                                                have 
                                                to 
                                                stretch 
                                                the 
                                                picture
 
                                    
                                
                                                Before 
                                                pixelating 
                                                the 
                                                human 
                                                texture
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                can 
                                                take 
                                                it 
                                                all 
                                                back 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                register
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                start 
                                                all 
                                                over 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                canister
 
                                    
                                
                                                Let's 
                                                save 
                                                it 
                                                all 
                                                up 
                                                for 
                                                an 
                                                ultimate 
                                                prize
 
                                    
                                
                                                Homecoming 
                                                gathering 
                                                with 
                                                    a 
                                                big 
                                                surprise
 
                                    
                                
                                                Throw 
                                                on 
                                                your 
                                                favorite 
                                                record 
                                                that's 
                                                good 
                                                to 
                                                go
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                the 
                                                analog 
                                                table 
                                                and 
                                                it's 
                                                hooked 
                                                to 
                                                blow
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sit 
                                                back 
                                                with 
                                                ease 
                                                and 
                                                hear 
                                                the 
                                                emcee 
                                                flow
 
                                    
                                
                                                Hi 
                                                hat 
                                                kick 
                                                drum 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                highs 
                                                and 
                                                lows
 
                                    
                                
                                                ()
 
                                    
                                
                                                Um, 
                                                third 
                                                time's 
                                                the 
                                                charm, 
                                                hopefully
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                    I 
                                                chime 
                                                on 
                                                your 
                                                door 
                                                you'd 
                                                still 
                                                let 
                                                me 
                                                in
 
                                    
                                
                                                After 
                                                all 
                                                these 
                                                years
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                room 
                                                that 
                                                you 
                                                caved 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                heart 
                                                is 
                                                exactly 
                                                the 
                                                same 
                                                as 
                                                you 
                                                left 
                                                it
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                realize 
                                                that 
                                                you 
                                                have 
                                                moved 
                                                on
 
                                    
                                
                                                New 
                                                styles 
                                                and 
                                                cliques 
                                                like 
                                                them 
                                                silent 
                                                flicks
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                speechless 
                                                in 
                                                this 
                                                golden 
                                                occasion
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                beautiful 
                                                expression 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                silver 
                                                creation
 
                                    
                                
                                                This 
                                                time 
                                                I'd 
                                                like 
                                                to 
                                                keep 
                                                in 
                                                touch
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                    a 
                                                likkle 
                                                bit 
                                                wiser, 
                                                    a 
                                                whole 
                                                lot 
                                                tougher
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                    I 
                                                suffer 
                                                through 
                                                another 
                                                nightmare 
                                                tonight,
 
                                    
                                
                                                We'll 
                                                chalk 
                                                it 
                                                up 
                                                as 
                                                another 
                                                chapter 
                                                to 
                                                write, 
                                                all 
                                                right?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Or 
                                                wrong 
                                                or 
                                                somewhere 
                                                down 
                                                the 
                                                middle 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                road
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                wanna 
                                                see 
                                                you 
                                                again 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                scene 
                                                with 
                                                the 
                                                backdrop 
                                                    a 
                                                perfect 
                                                ten
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                music 
                                                can 
                                                take 
                                                us 
                                                back 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                spot 
                                                right 
                                                then
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                black 
                                                and 
                                                white 
                                                to 
                                                    a 
                                                sepia 
                                                tone
 
                                    
                                
                                                Some 
                                                dreams 
                                                come 
                                                with 
                                                    a 
                                                tint 
                                                or 
                                                in 
                                                monochrome
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                black 
                                                and 
                                                white 
                                                to 
                                                my 
                                                skin 
                                                tone
 
                                    
                                
                                                Some 
                                                dreams 
                                                have 
                                                    a 
                                                stint 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                microphone
 
                                    
                                
                                                ()
 
                                    
                                
                                                Okay 
                                                we 
                                                can 
                                                take 
                                                it 
                                                all 
                                                back 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                register
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                start 
                                                all 
                                                over 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                canister
 
                                    
                                
                                                Let's 
                                                break 
                                                it 
                                                all 
                                                down 
                                                into 
                                                pieces 
                                                of 
                                                bright
 
                                    
                                
                                                Moments 
                                                that 
                                                pass 
                                                by 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                meteorite
 
                                    
                                
                                                Throw 
                                                on 
                                                your 
                                                favorite 
                                                jacket 
                                                and 
                                                you're 
                                                good 
                                                to 
                                                roll
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                the 
                                                analog 
                                                trail 
                                                and 
                                                you 
                                                look 
                                                the 
                                                role
 
                                    
                                
                                                Just 
                                                stroll 
                                                through 
                                                the 
                                                trees 
                                                and 
                                                let 
                                                your 
                                                miseries 
                                                go
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sunshine 
                                                hurricane 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                highs 
                                                and 
                                                lows
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                can 
                                                take 
                                                it 
                                                all 
                                                back 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                register
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                start 
                                                all 
                                                over 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                canister
 
                                    
                                
                                                Let's 
                                                break 
                                                it 
                                                all 
                                                down 
                                                into 
                                                pieces 
                                                of 
                                                bright
 
                                    
                                
                                                Moments 
                                                that 
                                                pass 
                                                by 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                meteorite
 
                                    
                                
                                                Luv(sic) 
                                                Snow 
                                                flakes 
                                                in 
                                                January
 
                                    
                                
                                                Heart 
                                                warm 
                                                like 
                                                February,
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                wouldn't 
                                                ordinarily
 
                                    
                                
                                                March 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                drum, 
                                                play 
                                                    a 
                                                fool 
                                                like 
                                                April
 
                                    
                                
                                                May 
                                                the 
                                                best 
                                                dance 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                Juno 
                                                bridal
 
                                    
                                
                                                Power 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                will, 
                                                Julius 
                                                and 
                                                Augustus
 
                                    
                                
                                                Aw 
                                                you 
                                                know, 
                                                it's 
                                                just 
                                                us
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                    a 
                                                new 
                                                semester, 
                                                back 
                                                in 
                                                September
 
                                    
                                
                                                Boy, 
                                                    I 
                                                wonder 
                                                if 
                                                you 
                                                still 
                                                remember
 
                                    
                                
                                                Meet 
                                                me 
                                                half 
                                                way 
                                                from 
                                                mars 
                                                to 
                                                venus
 
                                    
                                
                                                Beep 
                                                beep, 
                                                the 
                                                chase 
                                                is 
                                                on 
                                                between 
                                                us
 
                                    
                                
                                                Retweet 
                                                the 
                                                sweetest 
                                                piece 
                                                of 
                                                confection
 
                                    
                                
                                                Hand 
                                                made 
                                                device 
                                                for 
                                                remote 
                                                connection
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ask 
                                                    a 
                                                question,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Wait 
                                                for 
                                                an 
                                                answer 
                                                and 
                                                make 
                                                    a 
                                                suggestion
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                time 
                                                and 
                                                    a 
                                                place 
                                                for 
                                                    a 
                                                first 
                                                impression
 
                                    
                                
                                                Second 
                                                and 
                                                third 
                                                to 
                                                    a 
                                                fourth 
                                                dimension
 
                                    
                                
                                                Rise 
                                                above 
                                                the 
                                                weights 
                                                that 
                                                hold 
                                                us 
                                                captive
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                    a 
                                                square, 
                                                swear 
                                                that 
                                                I, 
                                                    I 
                                                the 
                                                captain 
                                                to
 
                                    
                                
                                                Cruise 
                                                in 
                                                sci-fi, 
                                                red 
                                                sky 
                                                burn 
                                                like 
                                                sapphire
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                moth 
                                                to 
                                                    a 
                                                fire, 
                                                but 
                                                we 
                                                can 
                                                fly 
                                                higher
 
                                    
                                
                                                Till 
                                                we 
                                                reach 
                                                an 
                                                apex
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                fit 
                                                tight 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                glove 
                                                with 
                                                no 
                                                latex
 
                                    
                                
                                                Bring 
                                                it 
                                                down 
                                                to 
                                                earth 
                                                for 
                                                    a 
                                                cooling 
                                                session
 
                                    
                                
                                                Laying 
                                                sideways 
                                                and 
                                                glazed 
                                                in 
                                                essence
 
                                    
                                
                                                Gazed 
                                                each 
                                                other 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                eye 
                                                to 
                                                find 
                                                galaxies 
                                                of
 
                                    
                                
                                                Uncharted 
                                                nebulas,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Heard 
                                                joy 
                                                over 
                                                spilled 
                                                milk 
                                                on 
                                                    a 
                                                quilt, 
                                                of 
                                                lavender
 
                                    
                                
                                                Woven 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                fabric 
                                                of 
                                                our 
                                                calendar
 
                                    
                                
                                                Dress 
                                                up 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                end 
                                                of 
                                                October,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Give 
                                                thanks 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                fam 
                                                in 
                                                November
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                cold 
                                                but 
                                                cozy 
                                                December
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                we're 
                                                back 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                origin, 
                                                so 
                                                let 
                                                me 
                                                begin
 
                                    
                                
                                                Snow 
                                                flakes 
                                                in 
                                                January
 
                                    
                                
                                                Heart 
                                                warm 
                                                like 
                                                February,
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                wouldn't 
                                                ordinarily
 
                                    
                                
                                                March 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                drum, 
                                                play 
                                                    a 
                                                fool 
                                                like 
                                                April
 
                                    
                                
                                                May 
                                                the 
                                                best 
                                                sing 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                June 
                                                recital
 
                                    
                                
                                                Power 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                will, 
                                                Julius 
                                                and 
                                                Augustus
 
                                    
                                
                                                Aw 
                                                you 
                                                know, 
                                                it's 
                                                just 
                                                us
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                    a 
                                                new 
                                                semester, 
                                                back 
                                                in 
                                                September
 
                                    
                                
                                                Boy, 
                                                    I 
                                                wonder 
                                                if 
                                                you 
                                                still 
                                                remember
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                you 
                                                took 
                                                my 
                                                hand, 
                                                    I 
                                                couldn't 
                                                hide 
                                                it
 
                                    
                                
                                                Way 
                                                too 
                                                delighted,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Tried 
                                                to 
                                                ride 
                                                it 
                                                cool 
                                                but 
                                                obliged 
                                                to 
                                                write 
                                                it
 
                                    
                                
                                                Wouldn't 
                                                fight 
                                                it, 
                                                how 
                                                my 
                                                watch 
                                                paused
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                    I 
                                                put 
                                                my 
                                                lips 
                                                on 
                                                your 
                                                eyelids
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                lost 
                                                second, 
                                                deposit 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                memory 
                                                bank
 
                                    
                                
                                                Every 
                                                chance 
                                                    I 
                                                pocketed 
                                                    a 
                                                scent
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                blank 
                                                check 
                                                with 
                                                ya 
                                                signature
 
                                    
                                
                                                Font 
                                                sans 
                                                serif, 
                                                the 
                                                curvature, 
                                                    a 
                                                lone 
                                                harbinger
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                toys 
                                                play 
                                                coy 
                                                like 
                                                fish 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                pond,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Fond 
                                                words 
                                                serve 
                                                poems 
                                                like 
                                                dish
 
                                    
                                
                                                Life 
                                                is 
                                                short 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                doggone 
                                                leash
 
                                    
                                
                                                Or 
                                                    a 
                                                fuse 
                                                in 
                                                an 
                                                open 
                                                circuitry
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                got 
                                                struck 
                                                by 
                                                lightening
 
                                    
                                
                                                Hang 
                                                    a 
                                                painting 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                wall 
                                                over 
                                                the 
                                                writing,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Brighten 
                                                up 
                                                the 
                                                room 
                                                for 
                                                    a 
                                                private 
                                                dining
 
                                    
                                
                                                Increase 
                                                the 
                                                peace 
                                                and 
                                                cease 
                                                the 
                                                anxiety
 
                                    
                                
                                                Spread 
                                                love 
                                                and 
                                                cc: 
                                                the 
                                                whole 
                                                society
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                got 
                                                me 
                                                shooting 
                                                off 
                                                on 
                                                    a 
                                                tangent
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                    I 
                                                always 
                                                do 
                                                when 
                                                I'm 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                fringe
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                tally 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                letters 
                                                will 
                                                reach
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                valley 
                                                where 
                                                the 
                                                wings 
                                                will 
                                                seek
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                series 
                                                so 
                                                classic 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                top 
                                                of 
                                                October
 
                                    
                                
                                                Give 
                                                thanks 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                fam 
                                                in 
                                                November
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                cold 
                                                but 
                                                cozy 
                                                December
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                we're 
                                                back 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                origin, 
                                                so 
                                                let 
                                                me 
                                                begin
 
                                    
                                
                                                Snow 
                                                flakes 
                                                in 
                                                January
 
                                    
                                
                                                Heart 
                                                warm 
                                                like 
                                                February,
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                wouldn't 
                                                ordinarily
 
                                    
                                
                                                March 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                drum, 
                                                play 
                                                    a 
                                                fool 
                                                like 
                                                April
 
                                    
                                
                                                May 
                                                the 
                                                best 
                                                sing 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                June 
                                                recital
 
                                    
                                
                                                Power 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                will, 
                                                Julius 
                                                and 
                                                Augustus
 
                                    
                                
                                                Aw 
                                                you 
                                                know, 
                                                it's 
                                                just 
                                                us
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                    a 
                                                new 
                                                semester, 
                                                back 
                                                in 
                                                September
 
                                    
                                
                                                Boy, 
                                                    I 
                                                wonder 
                                                if 
                                                you 
                                                still 
                                                remember...
 
                                    
                                
                                                Luv(sic) 
                                                'till 
                                                death 
                                                do 
                                                us 
                                                apart, 
                                                and 
                                                it 
                                                did
 
                                    
                                
                                                Come 
                                                sudden 
                                                like 
                                                clouds, 
                                                and 
                                                it 
                                                hid 
                                                my 
                                                sun,
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                truth 
                                                heavier 
                                                than 
                                                imagined, 
                                                    a 
                                                lid 
                                                die-cast 
                                                in 
                                                lead
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                our 
                                                lives 
                                                we 
                                                nourished
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                days 
                                                we 
                                                cherished 
                                                as 
                                                kids
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                let 
                                                them 
                                                whizz 
                                                on 
                                                by, 
                                                but 
                                                when 
                                                    I 
                                                rewind
 
                                    
                                
                                                Your 
                                                smile 
                                                is 
                                                the 
                                                only 
                                                thing 
                                                that 
                                                comes 
                                                to 
                                                mind
 
                                    
                                
                                                Your 
                                                smile 
                                                is 
                                                the 
                                                only 
                                                thing 
                                                that 
                                                shines
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                your 
                                                last 
                                                breath 
                                                you 
                                                told 
                                                me, 
                                                that 
                                                you 
                                                had 
                                                to 
                                                go
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Cause 
                                                it 
                                                pained 
                                                you 
                                                so,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh 
                                                    I 
                                                loved 
                                                you 
                                                so 
                                                much 
                                                so
 
                                    
                                
                                                Was 
                                                    I 
                                                selfish 
                                                to 
                                                hold 
                                                on,
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                cling 
                                                on 
                                                to 
                                                your 
                                                body 
                                                that 
                                                hosts 
                                                    a 
                                                soul
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                wanted 
                                                to 
                                                set 
                                                free 
                                                the 
                                                eagle 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                cage
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                you 
                                                became 
                                                eagerly 
                                                what 
                                                    I 
                                                wanted 
                                                to 
                                                be
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                the 
                                                person 
                                                to 
                                                leave, 
                                                    I 
                                                the 
                                                person
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                see 
                                                off 
                                                another 
                                                best 
                                                friend 
                                                to 
                                                land's 
                                                end
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                watched 
                                                grown 
                                                men 
                                                moan, 
                                                and 
                                                women 
                                                weep
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                you 
                                                quietly 
                                                descended 
                                                six 
                                                feet 
                                                deep
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                the 
                                                spirit 
                                                ascended 
                                                before 
                                                our 
                                                wet 
                                                eyes
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                gift 
                                                from 
                                                god, 
                                                returned 
                                                to 
                                                sender
 
                                    
                                
                                                Though 
                                                    I 
                                                like 
                                                to 
                                                pretend 
                                                that 
                                                this 
                                                never 
                                                happened
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                can 
                                                turn 
                                                around 
                                                and 
                                                see 
                                                you 
                                                laughing
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                the 
                                                fact 
                                                is 
                                                you 
                                                could 
                                                never 
                                                practice
 
                                    
                                
                                                Getting 
                                                blind-sided 
                                                and 
                                                eating 
                                                the 
                                                wind 
                                                shield
 
                                    
                                
                                                Endless 
                                                field 
                                                of 
                                                shards 
                                                of 
                                                glass
 
                                    
                                
                                                This 
                                                too 
                                                shall 
                                                pass, 
                                                but 
                                                reality 
                                                bites, 
                                                it 
                                                says 
                                                not 
                                                so 
                                                fast
 
                                    
                                
                                                First 
                                                you 
                                                must 
                                                climb 
                                                    a 
                                                calvary 
                                                of 
                                                shattered. 
                                                hopes
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                then 
                                                    a 
                                                mountain 
                                                of 
                                                prayers 
                                                unheard
 
                                    
                                
                                                Till 
                                                you 
                                                reach 
                                                that 
                                                peak 
                                                where 
                                                you 
                                                can 
                                                see 
                                                the 
                                                dark 
                                                abyss 
                                                below
 
                                    
                                
                                                Then 
                                                you 
                                                let 
                                                me 
                                                know 
                                                if 
                                                you 
                                                have 
                                                what 
                                                it 
                                                takes 
                                                for 
                                                    a 
                                                leap 
                                                of 
                                                faith
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                had 
                                                to 
                                                say, 
                                                hell 
                                                no, 
                                                heaven 
                                                yes, 
                                                but 
                                                not 
                                                yet
 
                                    
                                
                                                Please 
                                                bless 
                                                    a 
                                                forehead, 
                                                cold 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                bed
 
                                    
                                
                                                Or 
                                                alone 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                road 
                                                with 
                                                nobody 
                                                to 
                                                hold
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                the 
                                                pouring 
                                                rain 
                                                is 
                                                too 
                                                much 
                                                to 
                                                bear
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                    a 
                                                reason 
                                                to 
                                                live 
                                                for 
                                                    a 
                                                seed 
                                                that 
                                                needs 
                                                care
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Till 
                                                death 
                                                do 
                                                us 
                                                apart 
                                                and 
                                                it 
                                                did
 
                                    
                                
                                                Come 
                                                sudden 
                                                like 
                                                clouds 
                                                and 
                                                it 
                                                hid 
                                                my 
                                                sun,
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                truth 
                                                heavier 
                                                than 
                                                imagined, 
                                                    a 
                                                lid 
                                                die-cast 
                                                in 
                                                lead
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                our 
                                                lives 
                                                we 
                                                nourished
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                days 
                                                we 
                                                cherished 
                                                as 
                                                kids
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                let 
                                                it 
                                                whizz 
                                                on 
                                                by, 
                                                but 
                                                when 
                                                    I 
                                                rewind
 
                                    
                                
                                                Your 
                                                smile 
                                                is 
                                                the 
                                                only 
                                                thing 
                                                that 
                                                comes 
                                                to 
                                                mind
 
                                    
                                
                                                Your 
                                                smile 
                                                is 
                                                the 
                                                only 
                                                thing 
                                                that 
                                                shines
 
                                    
                                
                                                Now 
                                                    I 
                                                hit 
                                                this 
                                                stage 
                                                in 
                                                honor 
                                                of 
                                                you,
 
                                    
                                
                                                How's 
                                                the 
                                                other 
                                                side, 
                                                    I 
                                                bet 
                                                it's 
                                                    a 
                                                splendid 
                                                view
 
                                    
                                
                                                No 
                                                more 
                                                stress 
                                                for 
                                                rent, 
                                                or 
                                                to 
                                                make 
                                                ends
 
                                    
                                
                                                Collide 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                cocktail, 
                                                shame 
                                                with 
                                                envy
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                can 
                                                hide 
                                                behind 
                                                lens 
                                                that 
                                                block 
                                                the 
                                                UV
 
                                    
                                
                                                Looking 
                                                in 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                outside 
                                                the 
                                                bowl 
                                                is 
                                                murky
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                toll 
                                                for 
                                                the 
                                                bridge 
                                                is 
                                                rising
 
                                    
                                
                                                Weatherman 
                                                says 
                                                storm, 
                                                city 
                                                hall 
                                                is 
                                                burning
 
                                    
                                
                                                Same 
                                                ol' 
                                                chaos, 
                                                gotta 
                                                shut 
                                                my 
                                                cell 
                                                like 
                                                I'm 
                                                waiting 
                                                to 
                                                take 
                                                off
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                the 
                                                runway, 
                                                scoping 
                                                out 
                                                the 
                                                window
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                moisture 
                                                covers 
                                                the 
                                                sight 
                                                though
 
                                    
                                
                                                Telling 
                                                myself 
                                                it's 
                                                just 
                                                another 
                                                day 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                life 
                                                of 
                                                    a 
                                                starving 
                                                artist
 
                                    
                                
                                                Trying 
                                                to 
                                                paint 
                                                    a 
                                                dream 
                                                you 
                                                woke 
                                                from,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Chasing 
                                                the 
                                                departed
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                used 
                                                to 
                                                hang 
                                                by 
                                                the 
                                                banks 
                                                to 
                                                see 
                                                who 
                                                can 
                                                skip 
                                                    a 
                                                stone 
                                                the 
                                                farthest
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                    I 
                                                thought 
                                                was 
                                                    a 
                                                stream 
                                                is 
                                                now 
                                                an 
                                                ocean
 
                                    
                                
                                                No 
                                                such 
                                                thing 
                                                as 
                                                an 
                                                extreme 
                                                to 
                                                show 
                                                devotion
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                your 
                                                craft, 
                                                which 
                                                    I 
                                                didn't 
                                                know 
                                                the 
                                                half
 
                                    
                                
                                                Tried 
                                                to 
                                                knock 
                                                down 
                                                your 
                                                door 
                                                and 
                                                caught 
                                                the 
                                                backdraft
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    a 
                                                whiplash, 
                                                all 
                                                in 
                                                reverse
 
                                    
                                
                                                Then 
                                                    I 
                                                finally 
                                                stood 
                                                up 
                                                and 
                                                said, 
                                                we 
                                                reserve 
                                                the 
                                                right 
                                                to 
                                                serve 
                                                anyone
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                same 
                                                note 
                                                you 
                                                deserve 
                                                the 
                                                best 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                most 
                                                fun
 
                                    
                                
                                                By 
                                                the 
                                                way 
                                                    I 
                                                got 
                                                your 
                                                letter, 
                                                you 
                                                said 
                                                you 
                                                were 
                                                fed 
                                                up
 
                                    
                                
                                                Well 
                                                    I 
                                                second 
                                                that 
                                                and 
                                                    I 
                                                reckon 
                                                that 
                                                you 
                                                tried
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                    I 
                                                don't 
                                                place 
                                                    a 
                                                blame 
                                                that 
                                                you 
                                                took 
                                                the 
                                                fifth,
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                first 
                                                flight 
                                                out 
                                                of 
                                                town, 
                                                into 
                                                the 
                                                mist
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Till 
                                                death 
                                                do 
                                                us 
                                                apart 
                                                and 
                                                it 
                                                did
 
                                    
                                
                                                Come 
                                                sudden 
                                                like 
                                                clouds 
                                                and 
                                                it 
                                                hid 
                                                my 
                                                sun,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Your 
                                                truth 
                                                heavier 
                                                than 
                                                imagined, 
                                                    a 
                                                lid 
                                                die-cast 
                                                in 
                                                lead
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                our 
                                                lives 
                                                we 
                                                nourished
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                days 
                                                we 
                                                cherished 
                                                as 
                                                kids
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                let 
                                                'em 
                                                whizz 
                                                on 
                                                by, 
                                                but 
                                                when 
                                                    I 
                                                rewind
 
                                    
                                
                                                Your 
                                                smile 
                                                is 
                                                the 
                                                only 
                                                thing 
                                                that 
                                                comes 
                                                to 
                                                mind
 
                                    
                                
                                                Your 
                                                smile 
                                                is 
                                                the 
                                                only 
                                                thing 
                                                that 
                                                shines
 
                                    
                                
                                                Your 
                                                smile 
                                                is 
                                                the 
                                                only 
                                                thing 
                                                that 
                                                comes 
                                                to 
                                                mind
 
                                    
                                
                                                Your 
                                                smile 
                                                is 
                                                the 
                                                only 
                                                thing 
                                                that 
                                                shines
 
                                    
                                
                                                Whether 
                                                    a 
                                                tree 
                                                lives 
                                                to 
                                                see 
                                                the 
                                                end 
                                                of 
                                                centuries
 
                                    
                                
                                                Or 
                                                    a 
                                                random 
                                                hand 
                                                picks 
                                                it 
                                                instantly
 
                                    
                                
                                                Life 
                                                is 
                                                art, 
                                                    a 
                                                miracle 
                                                for 
                                                all 
                                                to 
                                                believe,
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                must 
                                                tell 
                                                you 
                                                that 
                                                you 
                                                lived 
                                                beautifully
 
                                    
                                
                                                Luv(sic) 
                                                    I 
                                                met 
                                                    a 
                                                metaphorical 
                                                girl 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                metaphysical 
                                                world
 
                                    
                                
                                                Now 
                                                you 
                                                got 
                                                me 
                                                day 
                                                dreaming, 
                                                sleeping 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                curl
 
                                    
                                
                                                Her 
                                                name 
                                                on 
                                                my 
                                                tongue, 
                                                    a 
                                                fresh 
                                                flavor, 
                                                yup
 
                                    
                                
                                                Whenever 
                                                she 
                                                popped 
                                                up, 
                                                put 
                                                    a 
                                                swirl 
                                                on 
                                                my 
                                                cone
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                used 
                                                to 
                                                rap 
                                                like 
                                                    I 
                                                had 
                                                some 
                                                marbles 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                mouth
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                the 
                                                stones 
                                                turned 
                                                precious 
                                                when 
                                                they 
                                                all 
                                                came 
                                                out
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                    a 
                                                string 
                                                of 
                                                deep 
                                                thought 
                                                that 
                                                could 
                                                never 
                                                be 
                                                bought
 
                                    
                                
                                                Body 
                                                rock 
                                                don't 
                                                stop, 
                                                be 
                                                bop 
                                                to 
                                                hip 
                                                hop
 
                                    
                                
                                                Cold 
                                                as 
                                                ice 
                                                so 
                                                    I 
                                                stared 
                                                as 
                                                it 
                                                thawed 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                floor,
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                was 
                                                left 
                                                    a 
                                                shoestring 
                                                budget 
                                                on 
                                                call
 
                                    
                                
                                                Then 
                                                these 
                                                new 
                                                styles 
                                                came 
                                                along
 
                                    
                                
                                                Some 
                                                on 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                next 
                                                on 
                                                some 
                                                other 
                                                hit, 
                                                their 
                                                own 
                                                trip
 
                                    
                                
                                                Colors 
                                                faded 
                                                on 
                                                airbrushed 
                                                centerfolds, 
                                                dated
 
                                    
                                
                                                Make 
                                                you 
                                                feel 
                                                old 
                                                and 
                                                jaded
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                goal 
                                                was 
                                                to 
                                                make 
                                                it 
                                                and 
                                                we 
                                                made 
                                                it 
                                                but
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                didn't 
                                                know 
                                                how 
                                                to 
                                                keep 
                                                it
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                nice 
                                                kicks. 
                                                that 
                                                wouldn't 
                                                fit
 
                                    
                                
                                                Only 
                                                way 
                                                was 
                                                to 
                                                box 
                                                it 
                                                up 
                                                and 
                                                duct 
                                                tape 
                                                it 
                                                up
 
                                    
                                
                                                Store 
                                                it 
                                                underneath 
                                                the 
                                                bed 
                                                and 
                                                open 
                                                it 
                                                up
 
                                    
                                
                                                Once 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                blue 
                                                moon,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Think 
                                                about 
                                                    a 
                                                cool 
                                                ending
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                    a 
                                                story 
                                                that 
                                                ended 
                                                too 
                                                soon
 
                                    
                                
                                                Gotta 
                                                bring 
                                                back 
                                                the 
                                                feeling
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'll 
                                                do 
                                                anything 
                                                not 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                stuck 
                                                on 
                                                fiending
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                pen 
                                                can 
                                                be 
                                                sharper 
                                                than 
                                                    a 
                                                scalpel 
                                                to 
                                                    a 
                                                patient
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                an 
                                                open 
                                                heart, 
                                                it's 
                                                    a 
                                                daily 
                                                operation
 
                                    
                                
                                                After 
                                                six 
                                                come 
                                                seven 
                                                and 
                                                eight
 
                                    
                                
                                                Access 
                                                code 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                pearly 
                                                gates
 
                                    
                                
                                                They 
                                                say 
                                                heaven 
                                                can 
                                                wait
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                you 
                                                speak 
                                                of 
                                                fate
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                finale 
                                                to 
                                                    a 
                                                play 
                                                for 
                                                my 
                                                mate
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                see 
                                                the 
                                                angels 
                                                draw 
                                                the 
                                                drapes
 
                                    
                                
                                                Over 
                                                the 
                                                earthscape
 
                                    
                                
                                                Where 
                                                the 
                                                wine 
                                                is 
                                                the 
                                                spirit 
                                                of 
                                                grapes
 
                                    
                                
                                                Gotta 
                                                finish 
                                                what 
                                                we 
                                                started, 
                                                so 
                                                    I 
                                                cut 
                                                the 
                                                tape
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                our 
                                                records 
                                                will 
                                                stay 
                                                on 
                                                rotate
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                say 
                                                    a 
                                                circle 
                                                is 
                                                    a 
                                                flawless 
                                                shape
 
                                    
                                
                                                Every 
                                                part 
                                                equi-distance 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                center
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                the 
                                                arc 
                                                without 
                                                    a 
                                                start 
                                                or 
                                                    a 
                                                finish
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                line 
                                                on 
                                                    a 
                                                loop 
                                                carries 
                                                weight
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                freight 
                                                train 
                                                runs 
                                                unabated
 
                                    
                                
                                                Views 
                                                vanish 
                                                from 
                                                my 
                                                point 
                                                vantage,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Passages 
                                                come 
                                                in 
                                                and 
                                                out
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                way 
                                                    I 
                                                recall 
                                                your 
                                                antics 
                                                (how 
                                                    I 
                                                remember 
                                                your 
                                                antics)
 
                                    
                                
                                                Still 
                                                alive 
                                                cause 
                                                    I 
                                                said 
                                                it
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                life 
                                                of 
                                                its 
                                                own 
                                                unless 
                                                we 
                                                dead 
                                                it
 
                                    
                                
                                                Till 
                                                they 
                                                see 
                                                our 
                                                name 
                                                in 
                                                credits
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                labor 
                                                of 
                                                love 
                                                you 
                                                mean 
                                                slavery
 
                                    
                                
                                                Surely, 
                                                it's 
                                                been 
                                                quite 
                                                savory
 
                                    
                                
                                                Crepe 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                balcony, 
                                                verbal 
                                                alchemy
 
                                    
                                
                                                Pure 
                                                magic 
                                                when 
                                                she 
                                                touches 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                read 
                                                that 
                                                love 
                                                is 
                                                kind 
                                                but 
                                                it's 
                                                also 
                                                blind 
                                                of 
                                                any 
                                                style
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                profess, 
                                                would 
                                                you 
                                                be 
                                                my 
                                                guest 
                                                (you 
                                                could 
                                                be 
                                                my 
                                                guest)
 
                                    
                                
                                                Happiness 
                                                is 
                                                    a 
                                                hot 
                                                potato 
                                                that 
                                                you 
                                                can't 
                                                possess 
                                                for 
                                                long
 
                                    
                                
                                                Just 
                                                pass 
                                                it 
                                                on 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                song
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    I 
                                                might 
                                                look 
                                                calm 
                                                and 
                                                collected 
                                                at 
                                                    a 
                                                glance
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                    I 
                                                taste 
                                                the 
                                                void 
                                                when 
                                                I'm 
                                                not 
                                                connected
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                the 
                                                world 
                                                kinetic, 
                                                as 
                                                opposed 
                                                to 
                                                static
 
                                    
                                
                                                Idle 
                                                hands 
                                                    a 
                                                workshop 
                                                of 
                                                    a 
                                                digital 
                                                addict 
                                                (a 
                                                modern-day 
                                                addict)
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                    a 
                                                hot 
                                                streak 
                                                for 
                                                inspiration 
                                                is 
                                                key 
                                                to 
                                                feed
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                mind 
                                                in 
                                                need 
                                                of 
                                                stimulation
 
                                    
                                
                                                Elevator 
                                                music 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                space 
                                                station
 
                                    
                                
                                                Penthouse 
                                                of 
                                                stars 
                                                a-blazing
 
                                    
                                
                                                After 
                                                six 
                                                come 
                                                seven 
                                                and 
                                                eight
 
                                    
                                
                                                Access 
                                                code 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                pearly 
                                                gates
 
                                    
                                
                                                They 
                                                say 
                                                heaven 
                                                can 
                                                wait
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                you 
                                                speak 
                                                of 
                                                fate
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                finale 
                                                to 
                                                    a 
                                                play 
                                                for 
                                                my 
                                                mate
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                see 
                                                the 
                                                angels 
                                                draw 
                                                the 
                                                drapes
 
                                    
                                
                                                Over 
                                                the 
                                                earthscape
 
                                    
                                
                                                Where 
                                                the 
                                                wine 
                                                is 
                                                the 
                                                spirit 
                                                of 
                                                grapes
 
                                    
                                
                                                Gotta 
                                                finish 
                                                what 
                                                we 
                                                started, 
                                                so 
                                                    I 
                                                cut 
                                                this 
                                                tape
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                our 
                                                records 
                                                will 
                                                stay 
                                                on 
                                                rotate
 
                                    
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