rosary (bones III) Lyrics

Yeah

Mindset relentless as my soul is unrelenting

Made peace in my venting

More for action than repenting

In this suit somebody lent me

And these walls they have me renting

Compartments for my arteries

Explosions in my entries

Illuminate who sent me

Purposes are plenty

Messages are many

And her radiance already in my every day

Moments making memories when moments fade

Open chest of empathy would show the way to focus

And the focal point is close today

See rosaries and rose arrays

Encoded dreams erode away

I rose another day

A ways to go

I know my lotus lays low

Awake, knowing what my wake shows

Growing pains licking at my bones

Don't let the soul escape

My psyche seeking solace in uncommon ways

Taking steps like a rosary bead

Each by each

Another breath

While the prayer like a plea

Nothing less than the lungs stretched

Depths of the deep

Feel 'em compress

Onto the next

Another message, I meant what I mean

I don't believe in a heaven that's dancing

Where we can't see

Nothing romantic

Levels to it, and I feel it expand

See nothing's planned or it's all meant to be

This and that, or the grand scheme

Endless, at least til it's dismantled

How bout that?

Match me, I'm on wax

They try to fathom, but it comes with the fragment

Kartchner caverns from the back of my mental

Fuck a rental

No walls know what I'm made of

Queued up, played over

What's a chase if it's no reward?

I can't dream yours

But I breathe for it

Push, pull, reinforce

These oars don't measure up

And of course it's war

For those that don't get it

See it, hurt like it

Get on

Fuck a mention, I been on

Take it shin on

Cleats claw, who want the goal?

We all got 'em

Winter, spring autumn, and on

No feet up on ottomans 'til they see the phenomenon

No sleep, tweak 'til I got it

Cross your conscious like a comet, I'm gone

Off topic

Looking for the answers in the socket

Alternate the lint and having cash up in the pocket

Reinvest a prophet

That's the dogma, man

It's gotta be love

It's gotta be love

Yeah

Nowadays they make like choosing love is wrong

But if we don't hate the same shit, we not getting along

Forced toleration vs. blind could make the same song

But paint by number games got you seeing the frame wrong

Who it don't haunt, that's odd

Surely they got facts that's false

And false prophets all relaying what they want

Long way from Salaam or descendants of Raekwon

We all descend from the same mom

But the truth and the faith is under civilizations

And bones