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Plain English (2003 Version)
[Verse 1: Cise Star]
Gravitating towards fast ways of living, got me spending
My time on bullshit, never really seeing bigger pictures
Close my eyes, in my mind see sunshine
Open āem up, and I see the opposite outside
Iām so confused. Whoever wrote the book on lifeās rules
Need to go back to school and learn how to write too
Itās not in plain English, so dammit, I canāt read it
I need it to pass, and my glass is empty
Hereās a penny for your thoughts. I got a rock for your scissors
You cut my paper, I cut you down ācause written
On the page is my past and future, the blueprint
To my heartāhandle it wrong, Iāll shoot ya
[Verse 2: Cise Star]
I dangle off the backs of angels, hanging at crooked angles
My life aināt right, Iām running it with broken ankles
So where should I begin? Itās where the sidewalk ends
I guess it all depends on who Iām gonna call my friend
Stay steady and able, standing on broken tables
Balancing acts, I relapse to rock the cradle
Hover above reason, older with changing seasons
I start my heart just to see my soul bleeding
What am I really feeling? But itās my feelings Iām killing
Numb to the world, I spill the wine and take the pearl
Sitting on the dock of the bay, watching ships roll
Away, I guess Iām going home today
[Verse 3: Cise Star]
The breath of life, breathing in deep, I do it twice
Inhale the smell of joy, it be the sin of Christ
Good to be alive to enjoy the blue skies
Ocean waters and green grass, mountains getting taller
Feeling nature, drawings, pictures without erasers
I canāt mess up ācause Iām inspired by The Maker
Taking it in, humming the song of the seraphim
Itās me and Him, rising the Sun into meridian
Walking through trials, weight on my shoulder, but I still smile
Saying what I feel now, running on The Green Mile
Just a little bit non-militant
So diligent until the people feeling it
Iām born ready, trying to keep my mind steady, drove
My Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry, chilling
With my homeboy, sipping whiskey and rye, singing
āThisāll be the day that I die,ā and Iā¦