Black car the way home when the trains are done
We not done this night’s climbing
All our lives all are live you feel that
All our lives are last nights last nights
Honest I’ll find the beat and find my way
In my mind in my feet you know I always do
Visions of piece visions of me complete
Used to be next you you happily but I’ll find me
I dreamt last night about a crystal tattoo
On my forehead made out of fear
And I smashed it straight on
I’m not right I’m not brave but there was only one way
I live here with my people and this and these two hands
I love here right as I can be and this space right here is yours
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