Hey Men
Treat yourself to a trip
On the callous hills
Of your grand father's hands and save for them a tear
Treat yourself to a heartbeat
So close to eternity
Honouring what was done to make possible what will be
Hey men we run glorifying the speed
But the more we go far, the less we read
Hey men we learn, distractedly
The more we cover up ruins the less we'll be complete
Treat yourself to a frightening dip
Into the passed down fears
To immunize this present grief and allow new experiences
Treat yourself to the scent of wheat
Your arms already know how to reap
Cause they are wet with the same blood shed in antiquity
Hey men we run glorifying the speed
But the more we go far, the less we read
Hey men we learn, distractedly
The more we cover up ruins the less we'll be complete
The past is behind us like our mater's glance
That guide us even if we don't deserve it
Hiding it would be our biggest shame
We can move forward but we'll always be tied with a rubber band
Treat yourself to an eerie thrill
Thinking of your future offspring
What if all your efforts fade from their memories?
On the callous hills
Of your grand father's hands and save for them a tear
Treat yourself to a heartbeat
So close to eternity
Honouring what was done to make possible what will be
Hey men we run glorifying the speed
But the more we go far, the less we read
Hey men we learn, distractedly
The more we cover up ruins the less we'll be complete
Treat yourself to a frightening dip
Into the passed down fears
To immunize this present grief and allow new experiences
Treat yourself to the scent of wheat
Your arms already know how to reap
Cause they are wet with the same blood shed in antiquity
Hey men we run glorifying the speed
But the more we go far, the less we read
Hey men we learn, distractedly
The more we cover up ruins the less we'll be complete
The past is behind us like our mater's glance
That guide us even if we don't deserve it
Hiding it would be our biggest shame
We can move forward but we'll always be tied with a rubber band
Treat yourself to an eerie thrill
Thinking of your future offspring
What if all your efforts fade from their memories?
Credits
Writer(s): Guido Domingo, Uncle Bard And The Dirty Bastards
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