Only Thing I Know And Can, Every-time

In the holdup, can you feel-it’ shake-it
What can I ignite about all from a dead-past
All the way to the
I’m so far-away, I’m so far-away
From the deepest-vines of the fronts
Here to destroy the iron in gold
But I’m so far-away, all-the-way to the burial
In the holdup, can you feel-it’ shake-it
I’m trying to get a hold of, him
Here from where I stand, justifying every-grain, in light
I’m asking, I’m here, for the wisdom, power, and heart
Am I at war, can I be your comrade against-it
So far, away