Ghosts of Promised Lands
Rising Above: Chronicles of Urban Struggles
Lyrics
I live alone inside my mind
I experience solitude within my thoughts
Everyday is the day I die
Everyday feels like a metaphorical death
I go walking up the street
I stroll along the street
Undetected in the heat
Unnoticed in the intensity of life
With a thousand different
Various individuals with distinct identities
Faces passing by
Faces move past me
They're out there hanging
People are displaying posters of Jesus
Posters of Jesus.
On my street, every wall is covered
On my block they've covered
They've covered every wall in my neighborhood
Every wall. Well I suppose
Perhaps, everyone could benefit from a savior
We could all use a Savior.
Suggesting the need for salvation
So I told em to do the whole
I recommended saving the entire city
City and save us all?.
Pondering if that would rescue us all
There's a young kid wailing mad on a saxophone
A young musician passionately playing the saxophone
Someone screams, "Man! I dig the sound"
Someone appreciates the music
The girls around the corner can make your nights
Women in the vicinity can bring warmth to your nights
A little warmer if you just let em take you down.
If you allow them to influence you
But you gotta let em take you down?right.
Emphasizing the need to be open to influence
There are some men who would lead
There are individuals leading us towards destruction
Us to destruction. They deal in dirt and pain
They engage in harmful activities
And misery. They talk the silver tongue, one hand on
Using deceptive language, wielding guns, spreading lies
A gun and spit lies at you and me.
Targeting both you and me
Most people around here got no money.
Most people in this area lack financial resources
They got chains that rain straight to drains.
Chained to a life leading nowhere
They work for somebody, who answers to somebody else
Working for someone, obscured in a hierarchy
And nobody knows their names. It's a shame
Anonymous and unnoticed
Come on, come on and rise up! Take somebody by the hand
Encouraging to rise up, holding someone's hand
Come on, come on and rise up! All you ghosts of promised lands!
Calling on the ghosts of promised lands to rise up
I'm not talking about revolution. I'm not trying to make demands.
Not advocating for a revolution, no specific demands
But I want you to know, that wherever you go, you got
Highlighting the vastness of influence
The whole wide world in your hands. You got the whole wide world in
Emphasizing the vast potential at one's disposal
Your hands
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