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A conscious/political track about broken windows.
Whether as televisions that are broken windows feeding you propaganda, the windows you see Heaven and Hell through when waiting for the Day of Judgement in Islamic Theology, the broken window of a soul that's oppressed, or the window of light in which you can see your dreams and aspirations on the other side.
Featuring a good friend of mine, John Graham, who is an extremely inspiring individual and conscious MC from Philadelphia. He's performed live at the Atlantic City Festival before (alongside performances by artists such as Wale), and is about to release his first commercial album, "The Third Degree".
John Graham:
johngraham.bandcamp.com
lyrics
This world that I see through
The lens of the people
With nearsighted vision
That hinders their living
Truth isn’t given
Through your television;
It’s just a window that promotes more division.
The physical presence of light bearing essence
Is never acknowledged by those who don’t get it.
Forget it,
What’s the point of me telling you, if you’re never gonna listen?
The heart and the intellect must align for you to ascend with the mystics
Fear of the unknown
Is keeping you trapped in a bubble of comfort,
But growth won’t relax.
And perhaps,
It’s your path to relapse and repeat,
But retreat and surrender do equal defeat.
Don’t give up the pursuit
If it feels right then do it.
The nay sayers naysay unless you can prove it.
But proof isn’t clear
For those who pretend though
It’s harder to see through their broken windows.
The window refracts
All the light and collapses
The fright of Iraqis
And sight of the tank beast
And Heaven is through broken windows, it's true
Remember the proof, that you into it too
It's easy to see if you gold or you simple
A symbol that singles the sinners alone
If the broken window is bigger than your home
And it opens, then spoken is Lord of the Throne
Listen homes,
That's when you know that you passed
All your tests
So relax
All the rest
Is the past
And the best is the present,
So never fall back.
And what if you could
Moves yo' shoes and
Get in tune with
Inner spirit?
And the truth's from
Revolution
Wisdom clear it rings,
Ya' hear it
And the soul transmuted golden,
Always rowin' on this ocean
To the destination of slayin' our Satans.
We bracin' for snakes but we came here for tamin'.
Workin mystics, and ascetics, move away cuz we are blessed with
True secrets of ether, that the people speak of
But they guessed it.
And sleepers that reproduce the dreams of those
Not on the guest-list
(Whispered) Of Heaven
(In Background):
Let him take me...
(Singing)
...Home, home
My feet don't wanna go roam, roam
Just wanna sit beside home
And I will always be peering through
Broken Windows
Broken Windows
Broken Windows
credits
from
The Elements,
released January 1, 2011
"Broken Windows" by Thallus
John Graham
license
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