Letras:
Sense Field Will

Some will say, take cover And some will say, take care Some will call you over Some will call you out To show you their nightmares But there are dreams

so the soul of sweet delight on you will shower there's a place for us they say is somewhere not a dream but a place and you will be there your slippin

kept at bay As you narrow the field of vision To retain a sense of control Your focus will remain unfixed In the haze of a world unhinged Create a sense

Senor, senor, do you know where she is hidin'? How long are we gonna be ridin'? How long must I keep my eyes glued to the door? Will there be any comfort

back again And then I'm finding the withering light in me Senses waking up again Given coordinates reveals the place we search The field contains

: I came back tonight From the field of the fight They collected parts of death A dimension unknown I heard screams 'till the dawn What's the sense behind

home your heart is my home the golden field, the sense of red nights there's something lost cause we've forgotten to fight the field is broken but the dream will

of an old religion. One can imagine them sentient - that is to say, we may attribute to stone-hardness, one after the other, our own five senses, until

?the sense of some danger, but I'm bringin' the sense of an angel to the table. Watch me put it down for Mo, and them Suave House niggas. So, willin?and