Van Gogh's Crows

Do you crowd in your weakness, or carry it like Jesus?
Or just wonder where the peace is?
The heart's beautiful; the brain's where the beast lives
I paid for days, till my pain is raised
This spirit in my lyrics' phrase
And when it plays let the fire blaze
And remember to the higher plane I came
Dark dark days, come and go to fill my heart
Light fades, come and go to fill that Ark
I pain, just to go and spill this tooth
Now when truth was reality and lost in its challenge
You see, what was out the window
And you was pretending, and I had an info
And we was just listening, all with my kin-folk
Hear me here-ly, here where the cliff's low
Van Gogh's crows, over wheat-fields of gold
Forget everything you know
Go ahead and seek everything you want
Everything you want, you already got
Everything you want, you already got
This be the secret mixed in the pot
Everything you want, want
You already got, got
Everything you want, want
You already got, got
Everything you want, want
You already got, got
Everything you want, want
You already got, got
The more digging this grave
The more I'm digging my life
The more I'm digging this pain
The more I'm digging the mic
The more I'm looking for life
The more I'm looking for light
The more I'm mixing between
The more I carve with this mic
The more digging this grave
The more I'm digging my life
The more I'm digging this pain
The more I'm digging the mic
The more I'm looking for life
The more I'm looking for light
The more I'm mixing between
The more I carve with this mic
The more digging this grave
The more I'm digging my life
The more I'm digging this pain
The more I'm digging the mic
The more I'm looking for life
The more I'm looking for light
The more I'm mixing between
The more I carve with this mic
B.L.S... and S.N.S
B.L.S... and S.N.S
We be blessed, yes, yes