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Verse 1:
I can’t derail, I train hard then relax on tracks
Keep the brain sharp, hittin’ like an axe on wax
Axe never touch trees, meaning I don’t puff weed
But I hope to plant much seeds before I must leave
Believing that hope grows
Even in this stone-cold bitter am peak
Old souls sold like it’s Antiques
Roadshow, ‘cept they’re so damn chic
They preach the new science from the program sheet
But they won’t find us, it’s hide-and-go-seek
To control minds like gold mines in Mozambique
Where the folks can’t eat
So I stroll to a slow jam beat
Slow dancin’, life’s no grand prix
No race, no pace car and there’s no shortcuts
And no one’s that special, there ain’t no shortbus
The core of us is simple but dignified
We don’t simply live to die
Look through the inner eye
Look in the sky

Chorus (Brendan Canning and Lisa Lobsinger)

Verse 2:
Now I’m a cynic but I try to keep my heart warm
Human beings start wars
But I believe in peace, even for Darfur
From hardcore to humour to here
Where we stare in confusion at a future so near
Gotta take the speck outta your eye it clear
And if I’m gonna point fingers, better point ‘em at the mirror
Refections, I reflect on lessons of my 26th year
Directing this next song here
See, y’all know the drill like Exxon
I guess wrong moves is experience
Like stairs, step to on, yeah
And I don’ talk biz, and I don’t talk down
No kids talk, but I don’t talk big
Getting’ gas like pop fizz off of pop hits
I don’t gotta say ‘real talk’ cause all my talk is
Pop quiz: who can define love
So many blind bluffs, they can’t feel
They’ll never find us


Verse 3 (Kamau):
My folks love me, I feel lucky, you’ve all loved me
But feel funny inside, the world’s real ugly
God save us, this hard labour and breakin’ backs
And the sands of time, every step we’re makin’ tracks
The hourglass that last faster than an hour last
Or so it seems, more dreams they will come to pass
And nightmares, they flare up like the flames erupt
The same dream I used to live, now I gave it up
And I’ve been savin’ up, but money doesn’t come quick
It comes and goes like the daylight, one shift
And one sip of the well water, it makes us live
Forever, we’re still here whether we take or give
And it’s survival of the fittest by the thinnest thread
When Father Time moves the minutes, what is in his head?
Not even in control of what we must become
We’re not far, so I guess we are the lucky ones

Lyrics submitted by MoogLee

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