The Fruit

Peace and blessings
There's no point in stressing any longer
Only ponder couple thoughts that I love a lot
Life is sweet like butterscotch, watch it from another spot
Call me the observer
If there isn't any sheep then we don't need any herders
Let your thoughts go further
Death is graduation, I will always be the learner
Nature versus nurture, ain't it all the same
Nature is what nurtures, see the picture not the frame
There's certain things in life we can't explain with our brains
Complain about the droughts and the floods from the rain
Addicted to intellect and what we obtain
We all have a date with divinity one day
Leave it all behind, not one of us does stay
If you look at it that way, the freedom is crazy
Stop, smell the daisies
All of this gravy
Got nothing to do
Breaking news, we got nothing to lose
We were gifted with the sight so we could look at the views
We were gifted with two feet so we could lace up our shoes
Life is just a journey lounge back and cruise
We got no excuse
And I'm convinced deep down we all know that it's true
Why all the hullabaloo
I guess it gives us something to do

See the fruit, We admire the tree not the roots
Pollute the whole ground wonder why we can't produce
Want me to eat the apple I'll be happily seduced
No thinking for yourself, you had to join a couple groups
See the fruit, We admire the tree not the roots
Pollute the whole ground wonder why we can't produce
Want me to eat the apple I'll be happily seduced
No thinking for yourself, you had to join a couple groups

Like poof
This reality is magic
Had to tune my frequency to get out of the static
I'm an addict, that's addicted to love
When push come to shove
I had to put on the gloves and fight it out with myself
I told him nothing is stealth
God see all of this different
He's proud of you just for the fact that you are existing
I gotta stop the resisting, God is always assisting
He told me keep on persisting, I'm in my boat but it's listing
I might sink soon
Going with the ebbs and the flows, high tide with the moon
I fly away like balloons
I'm growing up so I prune the old growth
There's hope, unless you give it up
Sometimes I had enough
Sometimes the road is rough
The struggles make me tough
So I go thru em
Pressure makes a gem, well then, you know what I'm brewing
Assuming that the best is gunna happen
I imagine bout a life that is always filled with passion
Now fasten your seatbelt and lets go
Meditating underneath a giant willow



Credits
Writer(s): Devon Lisinski, Alexander Sente
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