[Verse 1: Illmac]
You ask me where my heart is, that's a long way from home
I feel I've came so far, but have a long way to go
I clear the air of all this misty haze and fill a page
You've been too close for comfort, probably felt my distant ways
Now [?] even started, but she fears the ending
Crying 'till her makeup messy, but the tears are cleansing
Climbing mountain peeks and valleys, love's a rocky place
I kiss her cheeks and there's a salty taste left on her face
Dry your skin
You shine within, but your light is dim
Unicycling on tight ropes over lions dens
Balancing dreams with time we spent
And efforts, fears, sweat and tears
Friendly faces, spiteful grins
Tell 'em pride's a sin
(Uh) Tell 'em life is, life is dryer spins
Rinse-repeat until the cycle ends
Apologize again, as you're left in the air with my flighty whims
I know that your patience is wire thin
Problems find me, I invite them in
Cerebral or ego, the plight of men
We fall just to rise again
Gone like the wind, we'll fall just to rise again

[Hook: Goldini Bagwell & Illmac] (x2)
No throne's too great to be taken
So home's wherever we make it
Open the door before we're forced to break in
Throw up them hands in the sky
Like you reaching for God
Hands up in the sky
Like we reaching for God
[Verse 2: Goldini Bagwell]
There's no kings in the court now
By any means hold the fort down
By any means hold your sword up
Get tore up, 'till there's nothing left to sort out
For now, I'm free as the wind blows
Can it be all so simple?
It's vanity, through a two-way window
Reflections lie, throw the rest aside
Let the rest decide where the guilt goes
This judgement, just in, nothing's justed
Justice, juggling right and wrong
Until Ill jumped in, now the fight is on
So shoot the fade (shoot the fade)
Or get laid to rest (get laid to rest)
I brought knives to the gun fight
So I shoot the blade, bayonet
Yea, in the Dark Time Sunshine, my mood is ANX (my mood is ANX)
But I do my thing (yea, I do my thing)
I'm not new to change
Red light, run light
Save the best for last, go ahead
Shave the best for cash
No sleep, I don't lay in the bed to crash
Only to dream of what sacred feels like
Then translate it in real time
It's hand-painted, it's still life
It demands greatness, it's a fan favorite (Goldi)
I see flags waving, white flags waving
They surrender, but won't retreat
They'd rather wonder what takes shape in a mind-graph matrix
And I find that funny
It's a waste of time and money
To live life just for the beauty
But what's lovely when it isn't juxtaposed to ugly?
Nothing!
[Hook] (x2)