Ode to Mary Jane ft. Just b3ing (produced by Mr. KDN)

bridge (your story is relevant)

o'er the horizon
butterflies 
risin

residue
purple hue
river runs through

what can i say
choose to convey
yes, you may

wandering fingertips
rock, sway of the hips
closer and closer it gets
full lunar eclipse

what is my will
shiver and spill
till i am still

o'er the horizon

war is over!
hear april song
hands
two hands
i thank you
you are proof of wings

run, run, run
don't have to run
don't need to run
don't want to run
child
of earth
mother earth
created free
you and me
free

caterpillar crawling
butterfly is calling

wait
disintegrate
soon
fly from cocoon

butterfly's call (war is over)

Young Kirina, from a valley between two mountains, journeys to find the Dream Thief to recover the stolen dreams of herself and other children from nearby villages. 

Armed with blessings from her elders and the company of a few animals along the way, she discovers the potency of imagination and the power of story. 

<3

Dream well when you wake,
eli

Kirina & the Dream Thief

mountain mountain high
mountain mountainside
falling falling tears he cries
father sky

rain you wash me clean
rain come set me free
floating down upon this stream
tulip blossoming

open me wide
open me wide
open me wide
open me wide

cave is caving in
shed all my dead skin
now i feel everything
i feel to heal
i feel to heal

open me wide
open me wide
open me wide (god is in the rain)
open me wide

rain, open me wide

where are you now?
in me somehow...

would it've changed anyway?
what is real, they say,
stays---all else falls away.
just to return,
when longings yearn,
when loneliness just burns.
will i ever learn?

to let go 
stop tryin to know
just let it flow
i keep asking why,
why is it so?

i just wanted to reciprocate
communicate
elaborate 
upon these feelings
dear to my soul
feared your control
feared your control
i feared 
i fear

but i'm so tired 
i'm so tired

today i know 
the war is over
relax the shoulders
stop lookin over my shoulder
the war is over
war is over

this is sacred space and we hold her
you are safe to create yea we hold her
and we hold her

release is relief, i'm sure
and i will ask no more 
of you
i will ask of you no more

so make your last demands
as i escape the sands
of time
to find peace of mind

where are you now?
in me somehow...

Labyrinth

sands of time

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
’Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops,
Weakened by my soulful cries?

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
’Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own backyard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history’s shame
I rise
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.

Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.

Resilient

Still I Rise (Maya Angelou)

Life ain’t always simple
I’ll give an example         
After I light a candle
For those who couldn’t handle the pain and flame went out
I’m tryna name the shame blame fear doubt
So they won’t keep havin the upper hand
I’m tryna understand but every time I go to stand
They’re drawin lines down in the sand
And putting pipelines under…
You start to wonder: if peace is just a fallacy
Reality snaps back at me, hate how this is happening
How can I go to sleep when my brothers aren’t free
When there’s war and poverty
And the death of bees and trees
Please oh please one day violence cease
Please oh oh please one day violence cease
Please oh please one day violence cease
Sweet release

I’m hurting, are you hurtin too?
Believe me, I believe you
I’m sorry, are you sorry too?
Forgive me, I forgive you

Wrong combination
Sad culmination
Lost my center, lost my center, lost my center
(X2)

If there’s no chance at reconciliation
Is the only answer separation?
I’ve been so patient;
Waitin, waitin, but always mistaken—
You won’t awaken to the pain you’re creatin

[You created a monster, created a monster
Now you lost her, now you lost her
You created a monster, created a monster—
What if she wants to prosper!?
Look at what it cost her…]

Cycles of abuse take heroes to uproot
But we’re sick of the fruit, sick of the fruit

Sewing new seeds, still we ask please,
Is it too late for apologies?
Sewing new seeds, we ask please,
Can we face our history?

Chorus

Dislodge (prod. by Tower Beatz)

My hopeless romantic is gone
My hopeless romantic is dead
It died, ok?
It's better this way... 

I'm writing this letter, the one I never sent her
I was hoping to just forget her, at least get better
Not resent her
But overtime I lose center I trace it back to the abuse
Like my roots got infused and keep bearing toxic fruits
And I'm sorry, don't mean to blame
Curse your name or cause shame
But the truth is love and pain became one under your reign
So when I try to let someone in I can't trust a fucking thing
So I keep pushing away, I just keep pushing away

Easy come, easy go
Need for pain creeps in slow
Don't pretend you can console me
Easy come, easy go
Is love just conditional?
Fear of loss so controlling

Attachment styles, misunderstood child
Just wanna be free to cry instead ordered to smile
Sensitivity exploited like so many before me
Eyes feast on my surface
Not willing to really explore me
Adoring a distorted perception of my essence
Relying on this fantasy to lift their depressions 
Stressin I'm only honored in certain expressions
Craving acceptance, learning hard lessons

But I'm tired, I'm so tired of this
I'm sick and tired, I'm so fucking tired
Of this pattern
Of loving those who don't love themselves
So I can taste their brand of hell
Cause I could never let myself
Into the depths of my own, in case I fell too deep
Like the others who chose eternal sleep

Easy come, easy go
Need for pain creeps in slow
Don't pretend you can console me
Easy come, easy go
Is love just conditional?
Fear of loss takes its toll again...

Jade Hands

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