Droppin what I got so far. No time this week to write really
The Key Maker
The Key Maker, Also known as the Dream Taker goes past to be seen later
In keen prayer, In his drawer of keys Is war and peace, The more, the least,
The fours, the threes, The Lords we believe, The stores and streets
Where we mourn in grief and get scorned and teased and torn to pieces,
Born to breed and once we've bore a seed we're forced to leave
In morbid defeat restin in the scorchin heat,
The beginning was fertile now we're swimmin in circles,
The more we preach the more we lead to the core of deceit where more of us bleed,
Now we're trippin on hurdles trying to maintain, The times have changed
It's time we came to drop and stop lying to refrain from the truth of our roots
And lose the views of soothsayers and view prayers as reflections, dreams,
Not heaven's beams sending a word, It's absurd to think the message he sings
Is incur the damage that weapons bring, It's live and learn,
Give and earn, Can it, You can manage without a new bridge to burn
Because in the end we all turn to ashes, Burning pastures for the words of masters
Learning laughter and the words we chatter gather no worth or matter,
Go to church, Get fatter, Go to work, Get flatter, It's no disaster,
This has no meaning so look past your dreaming and realize the path you're seeing
Doesn't even exist, It'll leave in a glimpse once you change directions
And your brain's perceptions and attain introspections through reflection
Things will seem greater, Then you realize YOU are The Key Maker....
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