Matters of the Heart

You can take me to the day (Ohh)

You can bring me to the day (ohh)

Matters of heart

This pain is older than time

I’m meditating while these tears are rolling down from my eyes

I gave forgiveness but like my hair line

It faded with time

There’s freedom with letting go

But still i’m toeing that line

I prefer bliss but bitterness

Keeps getting harder to decline

But i’m are lion not a sheep

Rasta don’t swallow no pride

I told my bro don’t waste your time on those that fail to evolve

Coz often times the one’s you help

Will grow to hate you the most

I heard this ringing in my ears

That meant my angels were near

The love i’m waiting for

My enemies say is rarer than rare

I got born with a broken heart

No ex could ever repair

But still i’m searching her

A stranger told me last night

I need to love me first

I let the smoke disperse

But still im lighting up public

Like don’t harbour concern

But when trauma becomes your culture

It cannot be unlearned

So now it’s hard to discern

Between actually living life

And just being alive

So in the arms Morpheus we reside

You can take me to the day (Ohhh)

You can bring me to the day (Ohh)

I wanna fall into fire

Fall in to flames

Sex money weed provide me temporary relief

But what to do when the medication becomes the disease

I sacrificed a normal so I could follow my dreams

When I was young i wanted fame but now i’m yearning for peace

My heart aches from treachery in these streets

But that’s my fault for drinking spiced rum with pirates and thiefs

Expecting loyalty

Thought I was done

But there’s music in me

My energy comes at a charge

They thought my duty was free

I went online and saw my friend died almost a year ago

But what hurts me the most

Was 2 months before

I missed your call

I hope her daughter is blessed

I know that feeling the best

Of losing a mother love

It leaves a void in your chest

I’m as high at my expectations

I can’t settle for less

I say i’m done with the mess

Go offline but im reverting to type

No blue tick we verified in real life

I thought success would make it right

But yo the maths ain’t mathing

Now i’m just here In the cold

Waiting for something to happen