If the air doesn’t say it all, the floods will
If the floods don't spell it out, the bugs will
And if the famine for you, isn’t loud
The drugs will still make the promise of the end that the lungs feel
They say the lungs feel grief and the heart sits between

They say the lungs feel grief and the heart sits between.
They say “trust will” be built on the backs of vaccines
See, if history takes too long to repeat the people forget and forgive the elites like the person there now doesn’t fill the same seat in the same vehicle on the very same street with the same destination and same driving feet on the pedals with ties to lights so they’re green, green, green.

Nah, the plan’s still the same.

If the plague doesn’t say it all the tongue will.
If the tongue gets de-platformed the rung bell will warn the spirits of all who the Light’s come for. Lights come forth.

Now, guide your streaming, winding force to minds that feel destroyed before it starts- meaning sleeping. Wake up people as their dreaming, shock the masses into believing that listening to news is not as powerful as listening to Source.
Check the source.
Check the motivation, is it unity or hatred? Division with a new face or something sacred?

I been here before
I been here a million times
I been here before
I been here a million lives
I been here before
I’ll be here a million more
I know what this is it's tentative war
Tentative war
Tentative war
Tentative war
Tentative war
Tentative war
Tentative war
I’ve been here before
I been here a million times
I been here before
I been here a million lives
I been here before
I been here a million times
I know what this is
Its tentative war
Its tentative war
Tentative war
Like sparks in the rain
We’re on two different planes
Oh so divisive
Oh sacrifices
Oh can we see where were headed please
Oh can we see tentative war
Oh can we see what were headed for
Oh its tenatiave war
Tentative war
Oh tentative war
Tentative war
Tentative war
War
Tentative war
Tentative war
I been here before
The very same place
I been here before
Seen it on their faces
Tentative war
Tentative war
Like sparks in the rain
Tentative war

I wish my words could reach you. I wish my path could teach you. I wish that I could reach inside your mind a plant a seed that you could grow a tree to. I want to build a stage with twenty thousand seats for you to host a play so everyone can really see you. I want to make you see through. I want to be the one to help you see through obstacles you did even know had reached you. I want to take the pressure off and bring you to a beach to soak your toes in water that can cleanse the hell that bubbled up from far beneath you. You’re bigger than that, you're higher, I’m bigger than rap, I’m earth, wind, ether and fire. I’m bigger than art, I'm human being. You’re bigger than me, you’re bigger than he, bigger than she. Bigger than ego so I’ll go to places unpaved and wild. I’ll take fear by the reins and reign supreme over lands unseen, untamed and unknown. I’m equipped with the heart of a child.
The stress is on me. The pressure’s on me and as I sit alone I realize the size it’s grown to and I
wonder why I gave them any of my space to call home to. I’m on a new leaf now and I float down a river toward a sea I’ve never seen but I believe that it exists because if this is not reality then I have not a dog to throw a bone to, a house to throw a stone through, a child to leave a throne to nor a thrown.