One time long ago a guy just felt the sun.
He started breathing like he was the only one.
Several years later he had to start the rise.
Cause if he aint, his life will be out of spice.
He started dancing off and on the streets.
Everybody around just felt his heat.
The guy was not the type of human beings.
That you see on shows for real shorties.
It is time for a rise now. It is time for a reconnection. To the world that he forgotten. Cause it aint something people talk about. No it aint something you talk about.It aint something we would talk about now.
There are so many words that are silent.
The mysterious ways of another event.
So he distracts the world with a different mind.
Around people he was the stranger kind.(listen to me)
But he wanted to tell the stories.
That noone wanted to talk about.
The strangest feeling get's a doubt.
Even if there's no place to shout.
It is time for a rise now. It is time for a reconnection. To the world that he forgotten. Cause it aint something people talk about. No it aint something you talk about.It aint something we would talk about now.
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