The Future
Anna Norlin:
When the night, comes to an end and the light
Shines on your eyes you see bright
We'll be holding on, writing every wrong
Coz we are the future, x2
I: Juwon Simmons
Once upon a time, I want to tell a story
Not a fairy tale, but the struggle of a generation, we have fallen into aberration, I am just figurative(ly) speaking
Coz numbers don't listen
Money's in the hands of the people that are quiet, the ones that are talking are only quite fronting
You tell by the image on your television boxes
The banks owners are the real power axis
Studying old books to write a new future
Reading all the lies of dead and gone teachers
Hope is in our hearts, in the head lies destiny
I pray that my fears don't cardiac arrest me
If like Job, my tribulations should tempt me
I pray I pull through till you find me all worthy
Putting me in charge of the academic treasury
A high priest, like the prophets before me
I made a promise to the soul of Cameroon
To go into the world and become a great wind like the monsoons, And I will never stop blowing
No sex pun, you can tell I'll be glowing
Aurora borealis, poetic Hippocrates
Sail around the world like sir drake francis
Looking for atlantis, I found in the heart
I put it in a song and we play it from the start
Anna Norlin:
When the night, comes to an end and the light
Shines on your eyes you see bright
We'll be holding on, writing every wrong
Coz we are the future, x2
II: Juwon Simmons
My nation is growing, I see her body changing
Optimism tall, like huge breast mountains
I crave in due time we could feed the young kids on the milk
And honey that flows so they grow
Till they, blow up like the world trade center
Collateral damage left, front, back and center
The ones on the right are under Pegasus wings
A roof to be offered in the melody We sing
And bling like stones in the diadem of pharaohs
The king of tomorrow in the womb causing sorrows today
So we raise a glass for the mothers to become
In their bodies are the makings of the one
So I, play my part, motivator to the mind of the followers
Hoping their frustration ain't dangerous
Look at everything greed made us, do
Tomorrow is a change, that is offered to you, as a gift
Go ahead and paradigm shift, Put good intentions in a lift
Elevate ambition of the righteous
Not about religion
The Christ of today won't be born by a virgin
We are lost, and seeking what we become
Like tree roots, hold on to the lands you are from
Till we glow green, like Eco friendly pasture
Tell the children they are the future
When the night, comes to an end and the light
Shines on your eyes you see bright
We'll be holding on, writing every wrong
Coz we are the future, x2
I: Juwon Simmons
Once upon a time, I want to tell a story
Not a fairy tale, but the struggle of a generation, we have fallen into aberration, I am just figurative(ly) speaking
Coz numbers don't listen
Money's in the hands of the people that are quiet, the ones that are talking are only quite fronting
You tell by the image on your television boxes
The banks owners are the real power axis
Studying old books to write a new future
Reading all the lies of dead and gone teachers
Hope is in our hearts, in the head lies destiny
I pray that my fears don't cardiac arrest me
If like Job, my tribulations should tempt me
I pray I pull through till you find me all worthy
Putting me in charge of the academic treasury
A high priest, like the prophets before me
I made a promise to the soul of Cameroon
To go into the world and become a great wind like the monsoons, And I will never stop blowing
No sex pun, you can tell I'll be glowing
Aurora borealis, poetic Hippocrates
Sail around the world like sir drake francis
Looking for atlantis, I found in the heart
I put it in a song and we play it from the start
Anna Norlin:
When the night, comes to an end and the light
Shines on your eyes you see bright
We'll be holding on, writing every wrong
Coz we are the future, x2
II: Juwon Simmons
My nation is growing, I see her body changing
Optimism tall, like huge breast mountains
I crave in due time we could feed the young kids on the milk
And honey that flows so they grow
Till they, blow up like the world trade center
Collateral damage left, front, back and center
The ones on the right are under Pegasus wings
A roof to be offered in the melody We sing
And bling like stones in the diadem of pharaohs
The king of tomorrow in the womb causing sorrows today
So we raise a glass for the mothers to become
In their bodies are the makings of the one
So I, play my part, motivator to the mind of the followers
Hoping their frustration ain't dangerous
Look at everything greed made us, do
Tomorrow is a change, that is offered to you, as a gift
Go ahead and paradigm shift, Put good intentions in a lift
Elevate ambition of the righteous
Not about religion
The Christ of today won't be born by a virgin
We are lost, and seeking what we become
Like tree roots, hold on to the lands you are from
Till we glow green, like Eco friendly pasture
Tell the children they are the future
Credits
Writer(s): Ntaribo Tataw Simon Achidi
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