Silent Earth-Mr. J. Medeiros

[00:22.15]before the war of the worlds i draw closer till it’s all over [00:25.13]the all knowing knocking doors till they all open [00:27.56]i crawl hoping for a moment to stand [00:29.45]only to fall sober with an omen in hand [00:31.81]i call for oprah but she won’t understand [00:33.87]what’s going through a mans mind media land minds [00:36.33]they feeding on a mans pride [00:37.67]bleeding and can't find a tourniquet [00:39.55]this evil got its thorn in my side and keeps turning it [00:41.76]people we were born to survive and be permanent [00:44.29]the sequel is the morning we rise [00:45.85]the kings returning [00:46.98]to keep us from burning in our own flames [00:49.14]learning to speak but i’m worried if its long range [00:51.06]surely the speakers will reassure they want change [00:53.57]hurry the reaper is burying the whole game hold it [00:56.51]we maintain the same pain but can’t show it [00:58.34]from hand made to brand name gangs to famed poets [01:01.54]planting seeds and yet they can't sow it [01:03.56]got me standing in the hands of thieves [01:05.47]planning a take over [01:06.44]i’m demanding that they break open [01:08.21]they the poison in the lung that shrank [01:10.62]from chain smoking [01:11.70]i blame the choking on the air that we breath [01:13.50]inhale the atmosphere of careless greed [01:15.40]on an atlas were we share the need [01:17.08]but don’t care to feed the lonely [01:18.49]on our bodies bare the words that read [01:20.32]somebody please hold me [01:24.52] [01:40.81]ever since the day that i was created [01:42.78]i never thought that i would state [01:44.29]that i wasn’t afraid to die [01:45.91]but today my sight is better then the naked eye [01:47.74]i’m a letter from the editor [01:49.11]telling ya feathers were made to fly [01:50.98]and forever was made for i [01:52.14]written within the text of intolerable sin [01:54.51]the blame resides [01:55.36]together our names collide till the taste of bread and wine [01:58.18]restore the people to the place they coincide [02:00.18]with the omnipotent glory of god is infinite [02:02.68]the intricate meanings of life define innocence [02:05.29]divine instruments [02:06.16]depending on who breathe through it [02:07.76]designed with a sense of harmony [02:09.47]arm me with sheet music [02:10.96]the type the meek speak fluent [02:12.31]till i’m knee deep in ruins [02:13.50]with a seed that keeps blooming from concrete [02:15.72]pursuing an illuminate kiss [02:17.30]competing with a lunar eclipse [02:19.03]i’m speaking of the tunes we equip [02:20.97]with a t.v. and a super model [02:22.28]the inherent need to be free [02:23.89]from who we choose to follow [02:25.01]and the tools we use to hollow our existence [02:27.14]i refuse to loose this battle [02:28.51]choose the power in resistance [02:29.78]in the hour of indifference where the innocent bleed [02:31.83]inhale the atmosphere of careless greed [02:33.74]on an atlas where we share the need [02:35.42]but don’t care to feed the lonely [02:36.84]on our bodies bare the words that read [02:38.15]somebody please hold me [02:41.87]