Eyedea & Abilities - On This I Stand Lyrics
* send corrections to the typistOn this I standTwo sets of footprints placed ahead of the dirt softened from tear dropsAnd overlooking the earth as the son of the moonprotected by a forcefield of pure thought.. On this I standA rally of unemployed disgrunt of words on for long journeys to somewheresomewhere that only causes me pain as I strain my soul crammin into rightnessso I can bring some there,I bleed the blood of a cold stone that rolls without a shadowI'm only deep enough to realize that I'm shallowMy head I keep it up but its hard to keep it straightwhen you don't believe in love,and you just cant cope with hateMetal rust, leaves turn into dust,as the difference between love and lust clarifies as trustif you only had an hour to sum your whole life upwould you spend that hour sayin that an hour ain't enoughI've mistaken the shield that bound me a cowardessnow I'm faithful to the wind but compared to it I'm powerlessthe first step was made, and it was a fair accomplishmentthe pond was sittin still, so I threw a rock in itand as my reflection rippled it all became clearthe seasons always change so there's no reason for fearwe made an autobiography of our pivotal yearsits all I got and I'm giving it you because I careA lot of the time humans are hard to stay susistentself-projecting state of falsehoodwere either too close to our image to stay objective in our conception,or too far away to be subjective in any matterthis only widens our void in social conformityintroduced to our souls at birth and so I write.I don't write without the intention of objectivityor attention in the imagebut only as an unright directional bridgebetween the several flowing tunes scripturereality is present in countless space and timesee I don't write for the future,I write about the future, for the presentI write with my past, about the future, for the present.On this I standThe oasis of the limbo adjacent to my generation, facing out the windowwaiting for some ventilation, patient while the wind blowsfaceful in its demonstration, overall innovation.On this I standA fountain of youth sovereignty, found in syllables more than a pound of fleshdeep breath of achievement, a dream and a wake up callanother haul of the quest.On this I standAnother loved civilization.On this I standThe purity of creation.On this I standA paradigm for self.On this I standI thank you for your help.On this I standMy first born child.On this I standSomething for now.On this I standLife, love, death and hate.On this I standAnd helmwood, glad you could relate. Peace...
