CYNE - Plain English (2003 Version) lyrics
[CYNE - Plain English 2003 Version lyrics]
Gravitating towards fast ways of living
Got me spending my time on bullshit
Never really seeing bigger pictures
Close my eyes, in my mind see sunshine
Open ‘em up, and I see the opposite outside
I’m so confused whoever wrote the
Book on life’s rules
Need to go back to school and
Learn how to write too
It’s not in plain English, so dammit
I can’t read it
I need it to pass, and my glass is empty
Here’s a penny for your thoughts i
Got a rock for your scissors
You cut my paper
I cut you down ‘cause written
On the page is my past and future
The blueprint
To my heart handle it wrong, I’ll shoot ya
I dangle off the backs of angels
Hanging at crooked angles
My life ain’t right
I’m running it with broken ankles
So where should I begin? It’s
Where the sidewalk ends
I guess it all depends on who
I’m gonna call my friend
Stay steady and able
Standing on broken tables
Balancing acts, I relapse to rock the cradle
Hover above reason
Older with changing seasons
I start my heart just to see my soul bleeding
What am I really feeling? But
It’s my feelings I’m killing
Numb to the world
I spill the wine and take the pearl
Sitting on the dock of the bay
Watching ships roll
Away, I guess I’m going home today
The breath of life, breathing in deep
I do it twice inhale the smell of joy
It be the sin of Christ
Good to be alive to enjoy the blue skies
Ocean waters and green grass
Mountains getting taller
Feeling nature, drawings
Pictures without erasers
I can’t mess up ‘cause I’m
Inspired by The Maker taking it in
Humming the song of the seraphim
It’s me and Him, rising the Sun into meridian
Walking through trials, weight
On my shoulder, but I still smile
Saying what I feel now
Running on The Green Mile
Just a little bit non-militant
So diligent until the people feeling it
I’m born ready, trying to
Keep my mind steady, drove
My Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
Chilling
With my homeboy, sipping whiskey and rye
Singing
"This’ll be the day that I die, " and I
Got me spending my time on bullshit
Never really seeing bigger pictures
Close my eyes, in my mind see sunshine
Open ‘em up, and I see the opposite outside
I’m so confused whoever wrote the
Book on life’s rules
Need to go back to school and
Learn how to write too
It’s not in plain English, so dammit
I can’t read it
I need it to pass, and my glass is empty
Here’s a penny for your thoughts i
Got a rock for your scissors
You cut my paper
I cut you down ‘cause written
On the page is my past and future
The blueprint
To my heart handle it wrong, I’ll shoot ya
I dangle off the backs of angels
Hanging at crooked angles
My life ain’t right
I’m running it with broken ankles
So where should I begin? It’s
Where the sidewalk ends
I guess it all depends on who
I’m gonna call my friend
Stay steady and able
Standing on broken tables
Balancing acts, I relapse to rock the cradle
Hover above reason
Older with changing seasons
I start my heart just to see my soul bleeding
What am I really feeling? But
It’s my feelings I’m killing
Numb to the world
I spill the wine and take the pearl
Sitting on the dock of the bay
Watching ships roll
Away, I guess I’m going home today
The breath of life, breathing in deep
I do it twice inhale the smell of joy
It be the sin of Christ
Good to be alive to enjoy the blue skies
Ocean waters and green grass
Mountains getting taller
Feeling nature, drawings
Pictures without erasers
I can’t mess up ‘cause I’m
Inspired by The Maker taking it in
Humming the song of the seraphim
It’s me and Him, rising the Sun into meridian
Walking through trials, weight
On my shoulder, but I still smile
Saying what I feel now
Running on The Green Mile
Just a little bit non-militant
So diligent until the people feeling it
I’m born ready, trying to
Keep my mind steady, drove
My Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
Chilling
With my homeboy, sipping whiskey and rye
Singing
"This’ll be the day that I die, " and I