Sleep in Peace
I sleep at night by the warmth of the fire from
The bridges I've burned
I keep a light for the moths to admire my words
If what comes around goes around
Then may it come to me, my turn
But I'll sleep in peace knowing finally I will never learn
Two middle fingers, let it burn within
Fuck your bridge, I'ma learn to swim
There's a few little inches in the world to win
Brick by brick, build a world within
There's a whole lot of threats here to burden men
Burn in sin, earn to win, learn to bend, turn the trend
Firm the grip, feel the burn
Turn the wheel into the earn again
Peel the fur from the curse of men, tilt its cursive then
With the word of pen-like bird to men and a virgin Earth
Reserved from them when the only means is to preserve is then
The written word or the spoken one when it's etched in stone
'Til the yoke is sprung, even left alone, the rope is hung
To kill oneself for the older ones, for the newer ones are soon to come
Like noon in front of the sky saloon, one eye for the eye
One eye to the hand, when it's do or die, who gonna die sooner?
My mind is my room, to escape is a lie, I deny, you find you
In a six by eight
'Til I find that gape through the lines of the gate where the light looms
Tycoon meet typhoon, got you tied to a poll for the tide to find you
The ebb and flow of letting go
To the never can know, to the I knew, I knew
Appropriation is pro-creation
Know the ancient, know the ain't yet
Fucking two things with no relation
No one's patient, no one's paid it in full
I live in the past
Die in the future
Sleep in the, sleep in the now
Only to-, only to-, only to lie in a new world
Wake up in a flash, why?
'Cause the fire is truth that
I am a nov-, I-I-I am a nov-
I, I am a nova, I am not over, I am on loop here
On s'est couché le jour
Et levé la nuit
Attendant que la mort pointe pour changer d'avis
C'est là qu'est la vérité
Échouée sur la rive
Ne faut-il que des mots d'amour pour donner la vie
I sleep at night by the warmth of the fire from
The bridges I've burned
I keep a light for the moths to admire my words
If what comes around goes around
Then may it come to me, my turn
But I'll sleep in peace, knowing finally I will never learn
The bridges I've burned
I keep a light for the moths to admire my words
If what comes around goes around
Then may it come to me, my turn
But I'll sleep in peace knowing finally I will never learn
Two middle fingers, let it burn within
Fuck your bridge, I'ma learn to swim
There's a few little inches in the world to win
Brick by brick, build a world within
There's a whole lot of threats here to burden men
Burn in sin, earn to win, learn to bend, turn the trend
Firm the grip, feel the burn
Turn the wheel into the earn again
Peel the fur from the curse of men, tilt its cursive then
With the word of pen-like bird to men and a virgin Earth
Reserved from them when the only means is to preserve is then
The written word or the spoken one when it's etched in stone
'Til the yoke is sprung, even left alone, the rope is hung
To kill oneself for the older ones, for the newer ones are soon to come
Like noon in front of the sky saloon, one eye for the eye
One eye to the hand, when it's do or die, who gonna die sooner?
My mind is my room, to escape is a lie, I deny, you find you
In a six by eight
'Til I find that gape through the lines of the gate where the light looms
Tycoon meet typhoon, got you tied to a poll for the tide to find you
The ebb and flow of letting go
To the never can know, to the I knew, I knew
Appropriation is pro-creation
Know the ancient, know the ain't yet
Fucking two things with no relation
No one's patient, no one's paid it in full
I live in the past
Die in the future
Sleep in the, sleep in the now
Only to-, only to-, only to lie in a new world
Wake up in a flash, why?
'Cause the fire is truth that
I am a nov-, I-I-I am a nov-
I, I am a nova, I am not over, I am on loop here
On s'est couché le jour
Et levé la nuit
Attendant que la mort pointe pour changer d'avis
C'est là qu'est la vérité
Échouée sur la rive
Ne faut-il que des mots d'amour pour donner la vie
I sleep at night by the warmth of the fire from
The bridges I've burned
I keep a light for the moths to admire my words
If what comes around goes around
Then may it come to me, my turn
But I'll sleep in peace, knowing finally I will never learn
Credits
Writer(s): Sylvain Richard
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