When Tomorrow's Gone

When an artist breathes the music is born
And will stay alive when tomorrow's gone
I don't need a distraction
Self discipline is misplaced
Thought The Chronicles I embrace
Alter ego needs a new face
I hate trends and fashion
I never thought I would say that again
No I didn't intend it to offend
You or anyone who follows them
Now it's time to take action
Oh I'm about to get busy now
Fly strong like a guinea fowl
In search for a bigger crown
It's obvious the reason I was born
I'm the future in the world of writing songs
The beat is on chewing corn
I came to the music industry to weather storms
That's my calling have you found yours
If you love me we're on the same team
The same path, it's real
We share a dream and so much more
When you mop with passion
Clouds will descend upon you
And will lift you so high
Till it's impossible to clean floors

Glue is pretty useless if nothing needs to stick
Magic is not entertaining
When the blind can't see tricks
Cats will never lick themselves if ticks didn't exist
Happiness is when you stick
With what makes you tick

When an artist breathes the music is born
And will stay alive when tomorrow's gone
When an artist breathes the music is born
And will stay alive when tomorrow's gone

Time was created for a reason
I wake up to a view of calendars
Hadeda's "haha" by the poly plums
Sunshine grazing through Jacarandas
Leaves will fall next season
I'm not gone rake it no I leave it on
No picking litter or trimming the lawn
Because I'm very busy writing songs
I'm enslaved yet so free
Like an ant falling off a tree
Because I know where I need to be
The Chronicles are waiting on me
If only you could see how hard
I'm working every minute
Every pound or grain
That's falling off the ceiling
Every brain cell I'm pushing to the limit
Till my first show in front of you I'll kill it
Man we've come a long way
The sun is shining like the song say
If you want all the BS! To go away
Just put on some Young Chronic all day
(All day)
If you love me please acknowledge
You're not a fan you're my friend
Every time you think about me
That's a step closer to hugging you
Until the end yeah
Glue is pretty useless
If nothing needs to stick
Magic is not entertaining
When the blind can't see tricks
Cats will never lick themselves
If ticks didn't exist
Happiness is when you stick
With what makes you tick
Uh

When an artist breathes the music is born
And will stay alive when tomorrow's gone
When an artist breathes the music is born
And will stay alive when tomorrow's gone
When an artist breathes the music is born
And will stay alive when tomorrow's gone
When tomorrow's gone yeah
When tomorrow's gone