Mission

Yeah, couple words written
Leaving my lips echoing what I keep hidden
Another low but I take it in my stride
Tryna figure out the ride of life but I can never quite
So it's onto the next
To try and balance any damage as I'm managing stress
I take a step, as I try to release
Of any self-made doubt that's residing in me
Elevating my mood, we bring the mission alive illuminating the truth
Shaking the blues speaking all my pain on a loop
The vision and a plans what we're aiming to prove
Peace flows when we lay another track
And we set another groove heads nodding in the back
A craft I draft lines for the love of the art
Sleeve looking stained from the blood of my heart
Sleeve looking stained from the blood of my heart

Ink keeps dripping I'm killing my inhibition
Spilling out a vision I've written without revision
The mission, decision to follow my intuition
Living for the lyrics delivered over the rhythm
Yeah, yeah over the rhythm
Listen to the lyrics delivered within the mission
Yeah, yeah we're on a mission
Yeah, and I can't help but listen
Yeah, yeah we're on a mission
Yeah, and I can't help but listen

Seeds getting sown looking like they're overgrown
Analysing a life that I'm yet to know
Time's getting too applied in a future tense
Knee deep in a worry I can never cleanse
Yeah, so it's back to the present
So I can level out my head and get a grip of the lesson
That takes form when I'm caught in a future endeavor
Tomorrow never comes but I never remember
See I tend to forget
Nothing more nothing less that I need and possess
Than the breath in my chest that I use and project
To bring alive lines that I pen and I sketch, listen
Nothing better I'm reveling in the now
Not concerned with the worry or the doubt
Profound, we make sounds so your demons are ceased
Kicking up your feet Watkin hitting the keys