Lyrics:
you
Searching in the dark
Listening for the sound of your voice
And your heart
In my mind
I can’t tell them apart
As I pace along the passages
Guided by
at a standstill
Testing me red or blue pill
Got ten more dollars
Psychic will spill like a spell
Walking all the voices shrill
Guided by a strong force
Drives a red
in warm lighting
With candles on listening to Lauryn Hill and Jaiya John
The deep soothing voice of Jaiya John
Supported by Loved ones and
Held by
Guided by no one
Forever alone
Shadowed, by the figure of death
Destruction, not by my choice
Scythe in hand, spreading their wrath
Programmed, to follow
Sheer negligee, Innovo shorts, no leaks
He let her call him by his GOV
Pretty old thang
Ain’t got to lie about your DOB
Pretty old thang you could be
...Morning arose that day long time gone,
Two ravens above him showed the way.
He was guided by Odhinn, led by the one
Who shelters the fallen every
late
When you open up your eyes
When the light has died
When you hesitate
When it's all too late
Guided by voices who more or less
Talk of how you're
Blood, blood on my hands .
(Blood, there’s blood in your hands, sin in your mind.)
(What have you done?)
Guided by voices
(You are insane!)
(What
by too quick, especially for an old country hick
No more mowing the lawn, so I'm up before the crack of dawn
I'm camo-dressed, I got my boots on.
stay in
I don't wanna overstep or intervene
God, what is your plan for me?
Give me a message and fill me with peace
Lead me by spirit instead of my
Came upon an ancient forest
A guided path had led me there
Walking through the mystic forest
The legend tales and times gone by
Voices whisper
killing worked, it would have worked by now
We're all grunts in the human army
Four million at war and one billion starving
Sick to death of those old
And life drifts slowly by in the provinces
Peter Foster goes to Gloucester for his first school day
Bites his teacher, sees a preacher and is taught
behind
When we escape together
Blessed by divine
Our path guided by zephyrs
We voyage through time
In a flight to remember
Heads in the clouds
While
on listening to Lauryn Hill and Jaiya John
The deep soothing voice of Jaiya John
Supported by Loved ones and
Held by Doulas, Birth Keepers
Rebalancing in
guided by the certainty of my promises. cmidst a world filled with doubt and uncertainty, your faith radiates as a luminous beacon of hope.
In
ready to die
Yeah I'm ready to die
Cut the strings from my heart
'Cause I'm ready to fly
I used to cry in the dark
But now I'm guided by light
Cut
normally, but strange ringed like that in black.
It doesn't get much better, your voice can get just ripped up shouting in vain,
Maybe someone hears what
talking to you you old fart
Cause I can't live my life by myself
When you're trying to hold my hand like I need some help
But I don't and I don't know who
practice
Being watched by the all-seeing eye that guides the masses
We celebrate life
We celebrate death
This rite of passage, old blood to new breath
the fast lane, got police chasin' me
To my niggas from old blocks, from old crews
Niggas that guided me through back in the old school
Pour out some
kicking
Being guided by spirit and intuition
Could you imagine this vision this boy had to bear?
Trying to tear apart the chains
But it was all in vain, he
ignorance while reality never losses its presence
What have You done with your consciousness
Have You allowed it to be guided by seeking outsiders or have
My prayer for the prey
Is a lump in my throat
Does fate follow the arrow
Or is the the arrow guided by fate
I am tied to the brittle threads of my
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