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Intro
02:04
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2. |
Island Dreams
03:00
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For me to do this the way I dreamt I wanted to,.
I need to let go. Instead of wrestling with my ego,
I’ve tried to run from it, and I must admit I’m scared.
Running and running…
But you can’t run away from fear.
Too worried if someone would catch me,
Caress my melted wings.
I can’t be so focused on what ifs.
I know no more no less,
And can’t get caught up in this flesh.
It’s just this feeling in my chest.
I know I’m blessed.
I know I’m going going going somewhere
With a view….
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3. |
Solid Gold Lessons
01:21
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If they weren’t alchemists, how could I exist?
Blood, sweat, and tears caramelized to make the sweetest dish,
Frosted with solid gold lesson I should write you a list.
Grandaddy’s rings were sugar cane before they lay on his fist.
Halos of arthritis pain,
Shining bright on my chain.
I’ll be alright in life’s cypher cuz I’m ancestor trained.
If we sip one, we pour one—the party never ends in these ends.
And we’ve got our reasons to celebrate seasons, give thanks.
Cropover come, pop open one, clouds to the lung,
Its bountiful blessing under the sun
How he live life tryna shine light on each one
SeaTac, Logan, to PDX that’s coast to coast
The type to start a civil war about who love him the most
Ain’t just a red eye dread-I
I bet I come for your throat
Then back to smoking on the force until I swear, I could float
Grandaddy hated the dope but knew about not being sober
Apologize for the aroma with libations that flow
Determination and goals
Cuz you know stopping ain’t an option
Don’t go throwing in no towel just cuz my back on the ropes.
He said, “Fuck all that. Live today.
We ain’t got no time for their hateful ways.”
So, keep it pushing to the mountain top come what may
But always make time for play.
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4. |
Conference
02:56
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You said it was freezing
when you called me on the phone
Told me how your day went,
These motherfuckers won’t leave you alone
Spewing out opinions
Too in love with their ideas
If you can make me want to be there
You can get me anywhere, I swear
Turns out in the end, I just need a friend
To ride along, to shoot the shit
Dying laughing at their paper kingdom
Asking is this really all it is
I walked those halls alone
And I thought I’d never be the same
Who would have thought a life in my mind
Would make me forget how to play
Turns out in the end, I just need a friend.
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5. |
Alright
02:57
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Its a shame—
the way that I relate.
I want to run away,
And leave the hurt behind.
System drives us crazy.
Money makes us mad.
Its like we’re nothing,
But the things we have
In these walls we build
Where we settle down
That we call a home.
Til we’re in these waters,
Sinking deeper all alone.
Its alright, its alright.
If you’re leaving now.
Because I care,
I wanted you here.
But we all want to feel free.
So I just need to be clear.
I know this life
Hasn’t been easy for you.
Papa drank his pain.
Sent you on your way.
Bundled up in love,
But it doesn’t feel the same.
You of all should know.
Seeds hold on.
It’ll follow you.
You can’t leave it all behind
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