I’m often pondering the memories
And wandering in circles tryna let it be
You probably don’t remember
We were by the god damn river
Tryna move our conscious higher
Bring the weed and spark the fire
Well I’m tired
Reminiscing ain’t so dire
See the eagle man yeah I’m so much flyer
How you think we equal? Bro retire
Go and grab a Backwood and roll your pyre
Hey I could be so much more
than a guy who don’t know what to ask you for
with my eyes glued down to the floor
I implore other sorts of the peace I sought
To explore with you
No change in me soon
The view is the route to the heart
But imma need to know where to start
I haven’t gotten any waves to part
Humans in the present
But with Jah in the past
I’m sorry if I’m talking to much
Got enough in my brain
But struggle to say
Was it in may?
Or was it in vain
Should I say
Should I stay
You probably don’t remember
We were looking at the Big Dipper
Sipping summer moonlight
As it slips into September
But a contender for the number one adventure
Was spending one more year down in the cellar
Well a better way of saying practicing the power in words and in my speech
Y’all know I don’t repeat
I pray for inner peace
Though searching will it cease
I doubt it
We humans out here floundering
Potentially I’m finding
Lately slumbering is tiring
How the hell can I confide in my own mind
That’s what the music’s for
I tore through the the fabric and changed my call
So bounce like a ball
The fall ain’t near so just
Bring them boards
Imma keep on talking till the words just stall
Tryna think of something but the vibe is torn
I don’t want nobody feeling so damn forlorn
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