slumber I couldn't believe my eyes When I awoke from my sleep The clouds had fallen from the sky (x2) As if whales had gone from the sea It seemed the clouds
blind gas gas quick boys fumbling helmets in time someone still screaming a man in fire or lime under a grey cloud dim dark through green light in
life's story Ain't no glory in pain, a soldier's story in vain And can't nobody live this life for me It's a ride y'all, a long hard ride [2Pac] Somebody
: There's a train out in the distance, destination still unknown Far away where no one's waiting, so far from home, so far from home There's a rose outside
: There's a train out in the distance, destination still unknown Far away where no one's waiting, so far from home, so far from home There's a rose
clouds roll by For you and I Souls in the wind Must learn how to bend Seek out a star Hold on to the end Valley, mountain There is a fountain Washes
make a pickup Turned off the air-con, rolled down the window and began to sweat Out over the hollywood hills he saw the clouds building like great dark
the stars have lost their shine. And I have been forsaken, By everything I thought was mine. For in the darkest hour, When the final story's told, No
rub her feet give her a nice hug and rescue her from off these streets, come on [Chorus] [Ghostface Killah:] There's not a difference, boo, it's only
your story Then I'mah tell you mine Tell 'em [Chorus: Megan Rochell] Hustlin, strivin, strugglin survivin (Momma, momma) Never realizing, that you were a
math like Ptolemy A bloodbath, you?re split in half, dichotomy The honorable, horrible, incorrigible, adorable death oracle Beautiful like a funeral floral, you heard the stories
my father (mother, sister, brother etc.) I'm going there no more to roam; I'm just a-going over Jordan I'm just a-going over home. I know dark clouds
flowers on dead men's, you cowards beheaded Dark clouds hover the Reverend My rap industry, ministry, her menstrual bleed Every couple of years, here's a
real shit, I'm a lyrical jewel Ask a wall in the air, and pay ya spiritual dues Fuck the B.A.'s, cuz nigga suck a dick And all ya rabbling backstab, I
: Leaves are falling down On the beautiful ground I heard a story from the man in red He said the leaves are falling down Such a beautiful sound so I
've both been wrong before Even though my heart is torn I only want the best for you Tell me a story, Saturday morning Has brought a break in the clouds
