The calamity, gotta’ write somewhere
Anymore, like it’s been a while
Waiting for the nail to grow
And I’m going, in my way
Down-tempo
If you knew, alone, to the best of my ability
Grace, my grace
The day, that I see you, again
And it’s too bad, making half-sense without the music
Maybe, I got to skip the beat, now
Just maybe
The palm and the wind
Taking it back from the deep urban
I mean, to get the heck out
Two-generation, catch into action
Heal-me, then see us
Synchronizing, I’m talking about life and the world
What is everything more
Grow me to the living
Two to two-thousand
Like the Palm and the wind
Just maybe
…
Why, versus the Lion and the Dragon