I know you've seen the breaking of a man
You've taken all you can
As if the house we made was made across the sand
Oh lord, the penalty for suffering can seem so hard
Dream in the days when everything's so dark
Tried to walk good, where does that road start?
Show...
I, John,
Thought exerciser, sought out to advise and add on
I change the thinking you so proudly had on
This mobilizing effort,
It picks up from where the best of the best came and left it
The treasure of truth
I mix drinks within a booth
That can't be measured with youth
I break leaven with the seven, let whatever produce
My past estranged the light, if change is right
You can say the judge killed me, then I came to life
A new-born, like a neophyte
Fruitful love from the tree of life
This is the letter I don't need to write
Peace, Selah, bless the stars if I don't breathe the night
If I don't save you from yourself, maybe Jesus might
What I envision is better steady,
Higher living from this system - though you dudes might be dead already
I graduated from a school where the minds varied
To hold a burden known to those that only time carries
This cherry blossomer, martial artist studied the Ch'i
Written on gossamer, tutored by philosophers demonstrably
I deconstruct the sub-par and put 'em back together
Like the monsters be
How you want it? Obvious or subconsciously?
If every man has his price, who sponsors me?
You should do more than just drink responsibly
See, even in the mountains, Lord, John was free
As faith would have it, they would have me talking savage
Like the average among us, and not confined to the youngest
I'm like the magical healer / masterful builder
I know the riddle of steel is in the hands of the wielder
They tried to shatter my leader
Do bad to the breather
For living page twenty-seven from the Bhagavad Gita
So when his time stopped
Where he lay read "I'd rather be hated for who I am than loved for what I'm not"
You can't subtract logic, I put tulips on his grave
And waxed philosophic to the words he gave
Read my lips, "it's a new day running"
And it ain't coming, 'cause it's here for the taking
It's been years in the making
I spent years in the station, waiting to make this entrance
I'm here to free the world, young star. What's your intention?
This is warfare, young'un
Lighting is flashing down
Tune in and let's see what's happening now
One way or another it's going down