: I have a friend, he's mostly made of pain. He wakes up, drives to work and straight back home again. He once cut one of my nightmares out of paper,
door And I'll walk behind Out into the hot sunlight Where the world's very much alive Even when I close my eyes Well, should I admit That my promise
: [feat. Claude] Feel your heart beating fast Hold me close make it last We knew this day would come So take a breath leave me and Was so scared of
I can feel my heart begin to pound You say you're tired and you just want to close your eyes and follow your dreams down We made a promise we swore we
: [Busta Rhymes speaking] Yeah Shorty I know what you need I got everything you need I promise I ain't gonna hold out either I'ma give it all to you
s right here It's just a little dream, And now it's gone there's nothing to fear So close your eyes, I'll sing a sweet lullaby Lay your head close to
slept Sidewalks crumbled to ash Your name remains In children's lullabies And your eyes forever in the sky Two. Pull me close Dear i'm tremblin
take him To where the people don't smile Sleepin', my man is sleepin' nice now Please let him stay here with me I promise, I'll keep him At home, where
we are We're here to speak on a situation that has gone too far Here at home in the ghettos of LA Where a young black brother's not promised to see the
'clock eleven hundred It aint no fun if I can't reroute your hoes in this direction Swerve in the intersection, I'm done she restin No question, done session Home
nigga in my town when I arrive Home [Chorus] Closer to my dreams I'm gettin' higher Yeah I feel it in my sleep I said I'm gettin' higher Yeah And closer
: Promise that you always will Keep candles lit on the windowsill You know I?ll be comin? home You know I never wanted to go away But what am I supposed
the fallen row on row In 1861 they prayed for god to keep their souls Jimmy left home in April, that was one year to the day Writes his mother back home
rolling closer lighting up this holy smoker and if this drinking could ease the thinking I toast to my home truth with this glass all rise you promises
feel sad For you so sad You'll be left alone and broken Bleeding from the heart when he doesn't come home Softly sighs my Nightingale Another broken promise
you to come here? An oneiric picture of beeing... Like disaffected legions taken, lure I wonder what lies, what threat or promise Persuaded them to leave their home
shed his skin, then he promised to come clean I took his butcher knife and jabbed it into his spleen Cut him at the seam then dragged the fella home Beating