Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
IkeN
Performer
Ike Ngala
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ike Ngala
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ike Ngala
Producer
Lyrics
3 in the morning
Set the scene
I'm awake right now cause thoughts run through my head like bullets
Aching warnings
Are they killing me?
Our conversations
Torture me
Every step I take I leave behind the dirt that fills me
Do I deserve it?
To be truly clean?
You lie in beds of roses,
And bathe in higher purpose,
I can't see why I won't do the same, oh my
Legs tread miles and miles
But on treadmills all the while
Oh, I don't think I can help but remain
Inner beauty
Still a dream
I'm surrounded by a love that guides me
Holy fear of
Eternity
A millennium of sand I climb
Oh, and I know I don't deserve it
A love that turns to service
I'm scared of when their blessings run dry,
Oh, mothers,
Are your prayers evergreen?
Love redeeming
Hard to see
Could a wolf raised up by lambs somehow escape its nature?
Am I foolish?
Do I dare to dream?
So well-meaning
Obviously
Every word you speak is diamond-forming pressure on me
But have you wasted rain on a desert sea?
You lie in beds of roses,
And bathe in higher purpose,
I can't see why I won't do the same, oh my
Legs tread miles and miles
But on treadmills all the while
Oh, I don't think I can help but remain
Inner beauty
Still a dream
I'm surrounded by a love that guides me
Holy fear of
Eternity
A millennium of sand I climb
Oh, and I know I don't deserve it
A love that turns to service
I'm scared of when their blessings run dry,
Oh, mothers,
Are your prayers evergreen?
Neptune's rain,
A mother's gaze,
Are not the same, oh
Heaven's blade
A room and faith
Love will pervade, but
Ego slays, and
Selfish faith
Will blunt your blade
My fears invade
My heart decayed
I am unmade
Sky above,
Lets go of love,
Can you believe it?
Plenty of,
But of all people
Should I receive it?
There's enough,
No shame in knowing
I that I need it
Little dove
Know you're not selfish, no
But healing
Inner beauty
Still a dream
I'm surrounded by a love that guides me
Holy fear of
Eternity
A millennium of sand I climb
Oh, and I know I don't deserve it
A love that turns to service
I'm scared of when their blessings run dry,
Oh, mothers,
Are your prayers evergreen?
Written by: Ike Ngala
