lucanus pell the man frum hell .,.apocalyptic .,.other .,. rock .,. blues .,. funk .,. acoustic .,. hip hop .,. experimental .,. comedy .,. jazz .,.alternative
what part did i have in this tale that wasn't mine to tell?
looking for it now & then as i await the how & when
but i'll tear down the atmosphere to find that star again
i've gone past all reason and i can't seem to stop
imagine for yourself while across the storm we walk
through the meaningless time of a marvelous clock
/and sweet it is comin' back for more
to the place where we once were before
/now i was never raised to lie but yes sumtimes i do
and everything i didn't bring i couldn't have pursued
but what i ran away frum is now running after you
taken frum the path that lost and led the way
marching to a different drum, believe it's safe to say;
when my flag is taken down.,.you know ill be o.k
/so i will carry myself.,.or whatever is left
and then remember what we should forget
afraid that sumthing better ,could not be brought about
but is it what yur puttin' in? or what i'm taking out?
and why do we climb when the fall must be?
in the time to come we all will see
oh yeh.,. oh yes
