Van Gogh's Crows

(альбом: All In The Circle - 2015)

Do you cry out in your weakness, or carry it like Jesus?
Or just wonder where the peace is?
The heart's beautiful; the brain's where the beast lives
All these names on a train, and I'm trying to put my piece in
I paid for days, till my pain is raised
This spirit in my lyrics' phrase
And when it plays let the fire blaze
And remember to the higher plane I came
Dark dark days, come and go fill my heart
Light fades, come and go fill that Ark
I pain, just to go and spill this truth
Now when truth was reality and lost in the challenge
You see, what was out the window
And you was pretending, and I had an info
And we was just listening, all with my kin-folk
Hear me here-ly, here where the cliff's low
Van Gogh's crows, over wheat-fields of gold
Forget everything you know
Read a secret, hid it right under-nose
Go ahead and seek everything you want
Everything you want, you already got
This is just a secret I'm mixing in the pot
Everything you want, you already got
This be the secret mixed in the pot

Everything you want, want
You already got, got
Everything you want, want
You already got, got
Everything you want, want
You already got, got
Everything you want, want
You already got, got

The more digging this grave
The more I'm digging my life
The more I'm digging this pain
The more I'm digging the mic
The more I'm looking for life
The more I'm looking for light
The more I'm mixing between
The more I carve with this mic

The more digging this grave
The more I'm digging my life
The more I'm digging this pain
The more I'm digging the mic
The more I'm looking for life
The more I'm looking for light
The more I'm mixing between
The more I carve with this mic

The more digging this grave
The more I'm digging my life
The more I'm digging this pain
The more I'm digging the mic
The more I'm looking for life
The more I'm looking for light
The more I'm mixing between
The more I carve with this mic

Yeah
B.L.S... and S.N.S
B.L.S... and S.N.S
We be blessed, yes, yes