The Getten Brothers - Morning Dew Lyrics
Looking for something that’s already hereEveryone holds the key to the kingdomGet quiet, hear the bellsRing themHow do you find one second in a year?How do I see something if I believe it’s not there?How do I sit if it’s not in a chair?Patience, unlearningOnly you know your pathWe’re all goingNo such thing as first, lastTime is illusion, it doesn’t existJust attention, focusAnd minds that play tricksCreates sitsCircumstancesTo learn from the SoulDipping the cup in the bowlThe jug, a hugEmbrace your inner for you are meWe share the same dinnerTranslating for a substance that can thinkBut can’t speakNow it can through me, through youThese ideas leakBuilding a better future for the children,For the meek (for the meek)For the gods and goddess on the thronesVibrating tones of thought, FrequencyA message to the cosmos (to the cosmos)Return to order, back to harmonyConvergence of one, callThe Invisible armyInside it is done, just stand strongJust stay true to always do what we doWhy we came hereOur mission rememberedWe are the onesWe start in SeptemberThe journeyIt could be windingMany tests we must faceAll in good timingJust stay true, stay trueAnd you’ll find it!The life of someone who seesBut can't explain what he’s seeingWhat’s the point of living?No less tired of being oppressedBetrayed by suits about who’s best dressedIn this brand prison (Gucci)Think the division has dividedAnd cops commiting the violenceRacist uniforms worn, by the ones informedWhy do I relate more to Gandhi and MLKThan the president today?It feels life my peers are terroristsCrucifying classmatesGovernments giving drugs to the streetsWhen the suit’s distribution rings the bell(Ding, ding)Markets open, you couldn’t tell that the briefcase broken?It short a bag, the revolution of toe tagsWon’t be televisedLove for fellow friends and third eyesWe in this to heal and thriveNot fear to surviveSo high to be grounded is whyI’m stretching like a rubber bandMoney May working to pay taxesFlexible access, elastic massesIt’s Christmas GlassesOh, snapping with the poets who know itAnd show it, condone it to grow itJust prolong the evilNothing’s in the middleTrivialize why I liveWith the problems that they give:Hunger, pride, surviveDress up like the enemy so we fight each otherGive us addiction and feed us prescriptionPress on inscription of head and tailsIn this description of life we revoltAnd they kill the popeThe pure are tainted with hopeGotta stand for your neighbor to copeEven if your legs brokeBrothers are more than just blood (That’s what’s up)Family’s thicker than mud (Ayo, I got you bro)Demons tread through our headThen the devil said, said your mineAnd that’s fine, you could have my egoAs I let go, and flowTo the next episode(Flow, to the next episode)
