The Window

This is the window to my soul Thoughts pouring from the window of my soul This is the window to my soul Thoughts pouring from the window of my soul We're all cut from the same cloth in the universe When I grew up, from the dirt with just two words What are they? One love Open it up let it flow like blood Home's where the heart it, mine's where the stars is No need for caskets I'm everlasting Write where I want, don't fuck with no margin Man I've got questions that need answer Don't call me a dunce I'm just merely asking I don't fear nothing my soul's really laughing As trees grown old I slowly carve in my name On a part of the stage, see that's where I was raised That's where I shared my pain That's where I made my name That's where I gained my fame That where I changed this game This is the window to my soul Thoughts pouring from the window of my soul This is the window to my soul Thoughts pouring from the window of my soul Super nature, supernatural Is the maker rationable? How are you gonna throw If you can't catch the ball? You can't play this game, you ain't a natural Paint thrives on the walls where the grafters rule You gotta live this life there ain't a manual It's practical, so I'm straight on the music thing Coz it pulls on the strings of my heart When my muse does sing - Polyhymnia Feel you deep in my soul, going in for ya Weighs heavy on my chest like indica Wanna dance right now? Man I'll spin for ya But the devil in your mind's going in for ya You wanna see through this I'll make a wish for ya But you're playing with fire so it's riskier But you're playing with fire so it's riskier This is the window to my soul Thoughts pouring from the window of my soul This is the window to my soul Thoughts pouring from the window of my soul I see auras on animals Distort the forces at war with the capital It's all collapsable, everything's taxable Except your fate, your light body's innate Mate, infinite like the figure of 8 Take visions to a limitless place Go within find grace You're living by the colour of your skin? That's waste Or the place that you're born Or religion you're in you're divided Ain't realised your united See through the fabric of time like psychics You are really God It's just that people trick you Your spirit lives through There's no imminent issue Mirror image of bliss No figment of disproof This is truth This is for you This is excellent This is new This is you This is true This is the window to my soul Thoughts pouring from the window of my soul This is the window to my soul Thoughts pouring from the window of my soul