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somebody out there shares my pain


This Loneliness is a lonely place 
Most these dudes is mostly fake 
They plant the seed so I harvest hate 
They locked me

peacefully 
I guess it's in our nature to be a beast
Once released to these streets ain't no mercy for our innocent seeds 
Where's the mercy for them babies

a lifeline, tryna live my life in its design
Cause i'm divine - ing the harvest from the seed that was sowed in my old soul
Don't stop me now, 'cause i'm

All the thoughts you harness
The seeds of doubt start to harvest
That's when the heartless vultures just starts to ripping apart your carcass like

noticed

Iota over illusion fields

Put the hammer down then harvest your yield

Pensive dimensions its Rousseau sword

False claims iggas ya must be bored

a great and boundless feast, 
Where the seeds of hope are planted, 
And the yield is heaven's peace.
As the field becomes a harvest
For the many hungry

(This land is still)
Or do they even need it? (My home)

The cool September blows the seeds away
The harvest blown again this year
But I'll return

you plant seed and not return for harvest
We are missing concerning fathers
And that reminds me of burning crosses
Turning nauseous cause you remind me

on your own
And lead on your own
And learn to harvest seeds on your own
And be on your own
Solitude can reconnect the spirit
The mind is a place to adore
If

Yea baby,
You know we came into this game to do one thing
Go from root to fruit
Seed to harvest
Let's go

[Verse 1]
cll my life I used to dream about

fear
The harvest of our laughter for the seeds we sow in tears
We work, we worry, strive for faith, Lord light my way
All the while we're in the arms

Millstones grinding ash
Scorched earth and withered fields
Like the bones of the fallen

Grains dry as dust
Harvest the barren land
All seeds have been sown

silhouette of your jeans
Ys making me Jodeci by saying
""Come and talk to me!""
I want to know
Wow the seed of a relationship so can grow
Dismiss other chicks

We plow the fields and scatter the good seed on the land..
But it is fed and watered by God's almighty hand..
He sends us snow in winter, the warmth

Libations for the strangers
Lest our harvest should fail
And leave the last fruit hanging
They've already been claimed
Here in the heart of winter
While

Take Me Home

New Jerusalem

New Jerusalem

2007

these seeds you've sown.

Knowing you,
Is more than bowing down to worship,
Even though that's all I'd do,
But,

By your side,
You are a friend, I