Originally, as it’s supposed to be. Right to the core leaving us asking for more.
Of that wine, sweet wine, the fruit of the vine, with our lives on the line, but we’re doing just fine.
As long as you do not impose nor do you juxtapose any of us with the rest for we’re doing our best.
With the purpose to maintain in order to sustain the world as your art the way it was from the start.
When you was a little child and you had your own style, everything was new and you knew it all through.
The eyes of innocence, and the mothers of benevolence put up the walls of defense against the world of ignorance.
We’re doing what we can for the betterment of man, start on an individual basis, try to eliminate the racist,
Part of your mind for it was conditionally learned in time and time to realize
That it’s time to move on. Listen to it resonate, no it’s never to late to sing a new song,
To make love all night long, or perhaps right a wrong, or just get it on.
With whatever you got to do for your days are too few. Carpe diem is the way it’s a matter of seize the day.
And everything will justify that there is no fear to die and all you have to give is the will to truly live.
Peace in the neighborhood.
What you could, what you would, what you could believe in.
Harmony is an ultraviolet thing, a positive, rhythmatic opiate swing.
A sensory source, a vibrational force, a feeling foremost that you know the course.
Rolling and waving on a quarter beat, planetary pulsing is ringing in our feet.
Divinity in every form of being, a visual counterplex of what you’re used to seeing.
Ragtag in what I might be wearing, snowboarding kickdowns make me somewhat daring.
A natural as an approach to gravitational, a sho’ nuff way beyond what is vocational.
Trajectory through a virginal space, certainly centered in centrifugal haste.
Kaleidoscope of these soul-driving rhymes, diamonds in the rough with that unpolished shine.
Royalty, a thousand white storms, the sermon of poets in no particular form.
Today you know exactly where you be, moment by moment n this gospel of we.