I used to be a dreamer
until I had a nightmare
too scared to close my eyes don't like to be surprised alert and aware who's that standing over there in the dark cover of the room eyes open ready for anything don't like when it suddenly rain it's not in the forecast I googled the weather I asked 30% chance used to be a sunny day is it fog or smog polluting the air I can't tell the difference between sky and firmament is life a prison is the stay permanent is freedom a place or is it just a state of mind if times not real then what is the hour now when will power shower down probably won't be here to see it go down probably gone miss the showdown I love me a good hoedown kicking up dust dancing up a storm breaking shackles destroying walls of resistance it's a metaphor pointing out spiritual warfare balancing the scale to be fair equal share is long over due it's time to sue for more than millions together we be billions only sheep got wool pulled over the eyes don't fall for the bull it's a rug pull we are our ancestors them pulling us up is how we rise saddle the horses it's time to ride