These are random feeling I have to get into words for my own sanity. Writing is therapeutic and soothing to my soul. Sick with reflection of how scattered this noggin's broaden view can whisper hope bleeding hearts to smile.
Thursday, April 18, 2013
Black as the Night By Nahko Bear
I believe in the good things comin’, comin’, comin’ comin’
I believe in the good things comin’, comin’, comin’ comin’
Out of darkness light are pumpin’, pumpin’, pumpin’pumpin’
into white light all things runnin’, runnin’, runnin’ runnin’
Who have I been, who am I becomin’?
Come in, come in, come in
Deep breathes for a young man learnin’, learnin’, learnin’, learnin’
Take a walk with the cedars hummin’, cityscape, pink sunset stunnin’,
every fire kindle burnin’, every empty space is fittin’.
I believe in the good things comin’, comin’, comin’ comin’
I believe in the good things comin’, comin’, comin’ comin’
I am no master, I know nothin’
I am no master, I know nothin’
I am no master, I know nothin’
but I am a servant and I know somethin’ yeah
I am no master, I know nothin’ definitely still young
Built on hunger so fuckin’ stubborn a lot of self-work undone
I am a witness
The life of one who carries all of his secrets in his music, music, music, music
More pages more words to my story, more grace, more meaning unfoldin’.
Take a drive rain park cascadia
Feel the warmth in my cold hear radiant
Two shakes and I’m feelin’ weightless
Heart aches but its actually painless.
Take a vow in the Pale moonlight, moonlight, moonlight,
Take a look at myself through my third eye.
Everything’s already alright, always alright, always alright
I’m black as night
I’m black as the night
Black as the night
I’m black as the night
Black as the night with a little bit of moonlight
Black as the night with a little bit of moonlight
I’m black as the night with a little bit of moonlight shining from my center within.
Sharp and smooth to the touch with my dark little cinnamon mane
It’s part of my make up, uh-huh, uh-huh
Nevermind the nightmares, always gonna wake up, wake up, wake up
You got the keys
You got the keys
You got the keys
You got the keys
You got the keys but I’ll never keep my door locked,
You got the keys but I’ll never keep my door locked, nah
You got the keys but I’ll never keep my door locked you can always come right in
And if my arms are full you can bet your sweet ass I will drop that shit right then.
I might be busy but I always got some time to surrender to your beauty, beauty, beauty, beauty.
I believe in the good things comin’, comin’, comin’
I believe in the good things comin’, comin’, comin’
Out of darkness light are pumpin’, pumpin’, pumpin’
into white light all things runnin’, runnin’, runnin’Who have I been, who am I becomin’?
Come in, come in, come in
Deep breathes for a young man learnin’, learnin’, learnin’, learnin’
Take a vow in the Pale moonlight, moonligh, moonlight,
Take a look at myself through my third eye.
Everything’s already alright, always alright, always alright
So,
I am no master, I know nothin’
I am no master, I know nothin’
I am no master, I know nothin’
but I am a servant and I know somethin’ yeah
I am no master, I know nothin’
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