The studio
Warm with tubes
Burning low
Lights dim
Soft and bent
Clear vocals ring
In my ear
Songs and ideas
A sea of worth
Lapping the sand
Emotion and time
All along with
Desperation and love
Fades into the studio
The studio
Warm with tubes
Burning low
Lights dim
Soft and bent
Clear vocals ring
In my ear
Songs and ideas
A sea of worth
Lapping the sand
Emotion and time
All along with
Desperation and love
Fades into the studio
The static crew
The wrecking crew
What on unearthed
Can we ourselves
Not undue
Checks and balances
Out of control
Weeping
While the world rolls
On
So much information
Overload
24 hours news cycle
Ride and race
The bicycle
I met a man name Stone Cold
He lives on the outer rim of Detroit
He told me the city is more dangerous
Than ever
That the house that he cared
For his dying mother
Is falling apart
And the walls are caving in
He is doing his best
But he feels it means nothing
He aspires to rap and make a living
He has dreams
We have dreams
We dream together
Of something better
Where the walls don’t fall in
While you watch your own mother die
In the rim of Detroit
People have dreams
But life slips away
While taking care of loved ones
In this country
In our backyard
We took a picture together
I wished him the best
I wish I could do more
I wish I could do more
Lord watch over Stone Cold
It was once a car
A materialistic capitalistic
Cause
Anyone who looked at it deeper
Thought there might be
Something wrong
Until a slight change in perspective
A change in view
Created something new
48,000 miles with a view
Of a country on the ropes
In fighting and such
What was need was a crutch
So this car became a symbol
The symbol a journey
The journey a legend
And a legend to history
It is the story of the unity car
Making its way across the country
Bringing people together as a community artwork
Bringing people closer together
Each and every mile
Sweet spring
Wind blown
Thawed fields
And streams
Back from blight
Of winter
Newly renewed life
Back from the darkest days
Renew the summer
Bring the light
Sweet spring
In my sight
How much uncertainty is needed
To go forward
Known of unknown
How could we be certain
When we know
Everything is truly uncertain
Remain in the moment
Remember that we can only do our best
Keep going
Even as auctions end
New opportunities grow
So here is to our future
Now we go
The sweetest
Late night treats
How life runs
On a repetitive beat
Music to my ears
Movement to my feet
Hold on to the hope we build
In the sweetest moments
Living for these moments
Music makes the world contrast
It fills in the spaces
It balances the exposure
Pulls back the whites
And fills in the darks
It pulls it all together in one
Moment
Music creates the picture
That we live in
Case and conclusion
The ultimate illusion
How to know
The difference
From what is real
From what is withering
Off and gone
Case has been made
With a conclusion on coming
Hold on to hope
While we are running
When the joker becomes the king
And the king the joker
The chef the librarian
The musician the chef
The lawyer the doctor
Doctor the salesman
What is going on
Who knows anything
Is there anything left
What is going wrong
What is going on
This is where we are