Lyrics:
Gifts of the west winds
Dark and deep
In secret sunset
Places creep
Lock up your hats
Lock up your hats
Progress with a vision
To practice
progress
We seen this all before
When all said is done,
Leave cups on the floors
We set sail with no fixed star in sight
We drive by rail in candle
Do you know the warm progress under the stars?
Do you know we exist?
Have you forgotten the keys to the kingdom?
Have you been born yet and are
wrong
As we rise memories fade
Overlook the cries
Lost in the height once more
Suffering ignored
Smoke in our vision
Truth is obscured
Restless pit
darkness, there is no progress
He knows the demons, the lie within him
He has no vision, he has no sight
He hates perfection, it wasn't right
Who cares
there was a violence, disappearing supplies
There were scandals, and there were Vandals but there was progress to mobilize
They had a vision head on West,
No more
Blind falsity
Tears left to see
Fear left in me
Pain inside me head
No more
Corporate causalities
Progress, myths and lies
Would
'Stead of treated, we get tricked
'Stead of kisses, we get kicked
It's the hard knock life
I flow for those 'dro'ed out, all my niggas
Locked down in
We talk too much; We talk in circles
Till we’re all spinning round
Reaching for rings on this merry-go-round
The scenery spins; We call it progress
Doubting Thomas parks his car in his Sunday best
Taps his wallet, straightens tie, lights a cigarette
Pilgrim's progress, no journey's end
Which
Towards a frightening infinity
No distant world within
The range of our vision
What is past, what is present
What is about to be
In the end it was
reverse...
...progress always leads to depression
Start from the end, if you look you will see
The regression
There are visions in sleep but reality's worse, I
'Stead of treated, we get tricked
'Stead of kisses, we get kicked
It's the hard knock life
I flow for those 'dro'ed out, all my niggas
Locked down in
In the heart of creation where ideas ignite, a melody forms in the silence of night
This patent's a promise, a vision so clear, a musical signature
I heard a promise made by winter's moon, in summer's light
A vision softly laid on shoulders of shadows of light
Thoughtless pavement wastes away
It
The neon glow of the city at night
Reflects the future so cold and bright
A cybernetic world all chrome and steel
A vision of progress a new ideal
Listen, there's no alternative
Check for ticks in your logic
What is given is limited
Carpal tunnel vision encouraged
Numbers, the only metric
For
our planet
A bloody waste
Something sour
Is all we taste
Poison clouds
In ruptured skies
They enjoy progress
While your children die
We let it happen
to reinvent ourselves
Through the light of creation
It's a spiritual revelation
Coherence and vision
Imagination
Let's see some real progress
For the love
I'm staring through the shadows
In this world of nothing I hide
In fragments of progress
Holding all that's inside
And they stain your vision
With
in tales of yore?
Progress apart, wheels are within wheels. To doubt am I the only one?
Let’s talk of our visions!
Remember the tales…
Who’ll own
dough
But my vision has inclined to some Interscope, and it's home
This country has an obsession with celebrity
But who is to blame when we let them in
sins of the past
Future is cast
Brutalism - Urban schism
Brutalism - Subdivisions
Brutalism - Demolition
Brutalism - Corporate vision
Blood in
are too small to put back together
Fantasy
(Fantasy)
He who has vision suffers (Suffers)
All babies crawl then grow tougher
I eat the progress, no
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