Lyrics:
I hung my harp upon the willows
When I hung my hopes upon the world
But the song my captor sang I could never learn
I will sing no more forever for
Lay down your weary tune, lay down,
Lay down the song you strum,
And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings
No voice can hope to hum.
(This story was told to me by Jerry Clover at the 1971 discjockey convention
I told Jerry I's gonna write a song about it
My brother Hillman gonna
song for you
And I hope it makes you feel
And I hope it makes you burn
And I hope it reminds you of how much it hurt
I'm sending a message to you
song for you
And I hope it makes you feel
And I hope it makes you burn
And I hope it reminds you of how much it hurt
I'm sending a message to you
a little less by myself.
I love you dearly, I pray for your health.
I feel so official, Manamea,
I'm officially in love.
I hope you like this song I
My fleet goals, by da creep cold
We blaze, y'all won't see those, you just feel 'em
We raise the states in this game, like helium
The new
yea
Cox life e be like puzzle and you self you go wonder
Buh hope you know say life na turn by turn o
Shey you know say life na turn by turn o
My
give me the paper
By the end of this song you're gonna know what I'm saying, I said
(I hope)
[Chorus]
I hope you know I need you, babe
But you think I
It won’t be long.
Hope is strong.
There’s a hole in my heart
in the shape of a song.
It won’t be long.
Hope is strong.
I don’t know where
Finna make her my bitch
I hope this song gets far enough
I hope these words make it to you
Life is already hard enough
The fear of loss is why I left you
roll another joint or I rip another bong
I like to chill alone
But I don't like to feel alone
I roll another joint and I write another song
I'm just
uninvited guests
Who else you know got phone numbers to blow
Been soul searching in songs
The same ones turning checks
Who’d have guessed
I did a Millie
a cup, I
Wouldn't come up clean
Took dose of you by eye
Symptoms: butterflies
Everytime you speak
I guess you deserve a song,
But maybe I don't deserve
that nobody got
Advance till i'm known as top shelf even then there's no way that I'll stop
Competitive by every means
Trying to register too many
even, I said in that song
We just getting started, trust me it get hotter
Set fire to beats, like we melt down the pots (Ahs)
I think I just bought it,
on da gram a emotional song
Niggas be having too many opinions dey all in dey feelings dey sound like some hos
Made out from local and played on vocals
Yeah
Are we ever gonna see that we got it all wrong
Will we ever get tired of the same sad song
Are we ever gonna see we made it less about You
Are
bad as Gaga's
Back to the wall and my only plan is to pack a wallop
It's either that, take my song's, pack 'em all up
Or get real good at forging
I think I'm standing tall
But I was dead wrong all along
Guess I'm meant to be alone
Raised by them Cudi songs
Man on the moon
I'm just chillin out
Life’s a trip
It ain’t long
I’m a trip
On this song
I’m flip.
This is art
This ain’t no hit
Put me on.
I been gone
I been wrong.
Ain’t afraid
This is zeckey blinks by the way
Onana
Oyeye o
Eehh eh
Mommy don't worry say am still working nnn
I've been giving 360 nnn
All night no sleeping nnn
Bob the builder couldn't help me with this
Hammer and nails sticking by the walls
Wind and lightning like King Zeus
I went and paid all my dues
Singing
360 waves
Lil bad ass always misbehaved
Double threat young B Boy and DJ
Learned how to aim, they said wipe off your prints
radio playing P Funk,
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