(Hook)
I heard he’s just a man with an 8 track mind
Dearly departed, gone the way of the skies
But every single day man the clouds run by
Every cloud driven on by silver lines
(Post-Hook)
But I can relate with that man, because that man is me
But is that true, or is he who I wanna be
Put your lighters up now for the sires of our beings
Those who now sleep, wake up and let us preach
(Verse 1)
This man looks down at all from that high horse
He keeps a brave front to steer by the right course
But he seeks help from spirits, by the weekend when he’s hidden
His people broke even to expense of what was cryptic
Always there to drag me down when i look and see the mirror
Silver linings came up roses all things considered
I never faced the same agony to plague him, and happily
Or felt the cold grip that’s brought on by fatality
Or subject to my mind when it drops like the Hindenburg
The state that took his life I can’t surmise in written words
Justice undone, but his name is held with pride
Even when i’m shot up, and knocked down in the dirt
But the grace was hard to trace more than often from his actions
But he kept us at the surface, till his days became ashes
The bottom of the barrel to the summit of pursuits
I’d rather take a bullet than succumb to any mood
(Hook)
I heard he’s just a man with an 8 track mind
Dearly departed, gone the way of the skies
But every single day man the clouds run by
Every cloud driven on by silver lines
Yeah, loving me is complicated like the way I tolerate
My own transgressions, just a compulsive liar
Lost my one star sign out of acting like the womaniser
Wish I’d never turned and left her wondering “what’s up though”
But fuck knows, maybe it was luck
But to her it’s just a footnote, while my shell-shock’s a cutthroat
Bust my head down on the floor, sub the rage out with gun smoke
My preachings on bloodlines gotta come to head today
I wish I hadn’t let my man down on his special day
Hardest thing I’ve done to see us go our separate ways
Because I rose to shine, he had a spark but never made it
Wish I hadn’t wasted hours, only seized the day
Still the first to point things out and make others see their shame
But all things have a lifespan, wish i made the peace with (...)
Days drew by, he couldn’t face and give me closure
But still I loved him till the day was over
Wish I saw the silver linings, had a laugh, and stayed sober
Wasn’t hard then to make friends, embrace the griff
But I drank isolated, further down I chased the sniff
I cared about the merit but forgot I’m taking risks
Poison brought by spirits keeps a young man grounded
Got a lot more to learn as this cycle comes around
Feels good in the moment, but knocks defenses out
That shit has the power to lay you out beneath the ground
I can relate with that man, and I used to wonder how
My craving was enslaved deep within until now
And when constrains broke it was hard to keep down
Now the clock cannot move without me shattering my vows
(Verse 3)
Hard place on my left, rocks upon my right
The lies I tell myself, they bring back the troubled mind
But at the end of the day the prodigal must come right
Rise up out that river and freezing cold nights
And follow follow, back from where his mind is
On that yellow brick road from the land of all the snakes
Rise up and adapt not to be a waste of space
How many promises can I break until the faces make haste
How many clouds run by until the changes take place
When those clouds have disappeared then those days make sense
How long can I run till i’m out that grey area
I spent some time in hell today and seen the upside to resetting
Dances with the devil help a man to gain perspective
So his 8 track mind just expanded with a lesson
The last chapter in the saga of this past year’s reflection
Full circle now, head back to my mother’s beckons
