The Garden

by Dan Bull

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YouTube's geek rap star Dan Bull invites you to escape your screen for a while and chill out with him in The Garden in the heart of England. Conversation, food and soulful music will be provided. Bring your own beer.

Dan's third album The Garden, is a mellow blend of soulful hip-hop, thought-provoking lyrics, and catchy hooks. The album is presented as an idealised barbecue party in the midst of a lush British heatwave, and celebrates such topics as friends, family, classic pop music, vintage motor cars, and free love.

Dan Bull's music videos have 100 million combined views on YouTube and he is known worldwide for his peculiar blend of adorkable Englishness and blistering hip hop lyricism.

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released August 31, 2014

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Dan Bull is a man who says words in pleasing patterns. You can listen to them here, and on YouTube. This sentence is about guns, in order to make this biography more interesting.

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Track Name: Summer Rain
Open your little door
Step out into the downpour
Listen to the sound your
Listen to the sound your soul makes
as if it's soulmates
with the ground
The rain falls down
The ground
The rain falls down
to the floor

The summer rain has come again
The pavement sizzles like drizzling lemonade
Oh, and the sunlight seems unlikely
to be on my cheeks for one fine evening

There's nobody else around
absence has a powerful sound
blades of grass are fine enough to make a scalpel proud
Alka-seltzer sizzle drizzle pelts the ground
I can't help myself but shout aloud
to tell the crowd
that while they're out, I'm out of bounds
I could flee til my knees hurt
feel the breeze in my t-shirt
but there's so many aesthetically pleasing things here to see first

The summer rain has come again
The pavement sizzles like drizzling lemonade
Oh, and the sunlight seems unlikely
to be on my cheeks for one fine evening

Flowers bob, nod and rattle
under fat drops of rain big as apples
and the street steams like a kettle, singing
each bead a little a nettle, stinging
my skin in a million different places
Precipitation amidst the vegetation
the British air is changing
and sitting under parked cars there are kitties waiting
watching me pace by
I stop and then say hi

The summer rain has come again
The pavement sizzles like drizzling lemonade
Oh, and the sunlight seems unlikely
to be on my cheeks for one fine evening

Could never sing, but I sang though; Dionysius
air rang with the tang of a mango; delicious
living in a fictitious middle English mangrove, that's been kissed
with the liquid sunshine that some find in Orlando
I hang under the jungle canopy
catching an undiluted glimpse of clarity
refracting through the prism imprisoning my sanity
for all the laws we're living in anarchy
causing wars, it's giving me anomy
the rows of windows are frames inside a strange gallery
of apathy
inhabitants happily having tea
Warm water colours reality
washes away the banality

The summer rain has come again
The pavement sizzles like drizzling lemonade
Oh, and the sunlight seems unlikely
to be on my cheeks for one fine evening

My hair is getting wetter
The air is getting fresher
Before the storm I'm sure I could barely bear the pressure out
but it's getting better now
It was one of those horribly hot days
The barometer's ominous clock face
was something Hieronymus Bosch paints
From Shropshire to Gloucester to Warwickshire
forests of conifers congregate like choristers
and praise displays of flowers as a florist does
Knowledge buds and blooms in the soil
Olives crushed producing an oil
to lubricate the mind
illuminate and shine
a human ray of light
right through the rain tonight
It just might quite save a life

The summer rain has come again
The pavement sizzles like drizzling lemonade
Oh, and the sunlight seems unlikely
to be on my cheeks for one fine evening
Track Name: Roots
At eight or ten I wondered why my voice wasn't breaking yet
I was impatient to get from A to Z
so I'd break a sweat, play cassettes in my tape deck
waiting for the day I could step to a stage
and get paid respect, paid a cheque
maybe the other kids would even play with me then
It's great to pretend the tune was written for you
that's why you sing with the radio while it ignores you
You perform awful but feel a lot better
Boom Boom Boom, Here Come the Hotstepper
Even back then my preference was funky
but less funky house than House in the Country
Syncopation, soul, anybody ill with it
other kids had Whigfield, I was feeling Bill Withers
and to this day I'm still with him
because nothing beats a sweet voice on distilled rhythms

I'm digging up my roots for you
Cooking up a little tuneful food
Come to the garden for a barbecue
and chill with me

Before I even saw South Park on TV
I knew by heart the South Park CD
GTA: 1969 opened a life long affinity for Trojan
Return of Django, Skinhead Moonstomp
music of Jamaican origin liberating my boom box
Too young for Appetite for Destruction
so The Offspring were my rock introduction
That was all I needed to be free
a CD with some power chords shredding like a power saw
"Fuck me, wow" I thought
how can plucked strings be this powerful?
But then I found another source of auditory debauchery
this naughty teen thought was sweet
I bought a CD by an emineMC
called "Hi! My Name Is Slim Shady"
I played it in my hi-fi daily
it never seemed to cease to amaze me
He'd say some crazy things
that were great for a teenager that needed danger
I'd replay the lyrics amazed
at the way the images would flicker in my brain so vividly
An outsider, a country bumpkin
sitting inside with the Outsidaz bumping
There's something about rhymes
nothing else quite does as well, I love it
Cypress Hill: Live at the Fillmore
I'm not going to lie, that film was raw
Each rap I heard, each film I saw
inspired me to build my skills some more
so I bought more CDs to imitate
Believe me, back in the day it was great

I'm digging up my roots for you
Set the mood and feel those soothing grooves
Come to the garden for a barbecue
and chill with me

I had piano lessons after every last school day
but my patience was thinner than an anorexic
I didn't want to play ballads anyway
I had a daydream of breakbeats and a pen and paper
So I said I'd make the make believe real
and make some real reel to reels like B-Real
But the magic's made on computers today
so I used Magix Music Maker
Read the instructions, learnt all the book
taught myself big beats like Norman Cook
Always cooking up a new track
though with no microphone I couldn't actually do rap
That was too bad, but it wasn't too bad
'cause I'd already forgot and had a new fad
Threw away The Source, bought a new mag
made new mates, talked in new slang
I was a punk rocker now, proper loud
would you believe I grabbed any opportunity to fuck about?
But what about the music? I've gone and lost it now
So I grabbed a guitar and started rocking out
Made a band with my mates called MatronsApron
We played around, made some tapes it was great fun
full of belly laughs
even recieved a brief mention in the Telegraph
Just a couple of kids, played a couple of gigs
and then my mates moved on but fuck if I did
Obviously too late, got a copy of Cubase
a lot of tunes made, now it's today
I've innovated, took my inspirations in and made them
into an original addition to your playlist
So now I meditate about how to elevate
'cause Safe was the safety net to let me levitate

I'm picking my best fruit for you
You're the one, and I'd like tea for two
Come to the garden for a barbecue
and chill with me
Track Name: Friends with Benefits
Look, fuck buddies, I want to be fuck buddies
turn up the subwoofer in the trunk and bump uglies
Give me a hug please; I hold a little too long
I'm coming on a little too strong
You're getting blushed cheeks, so we'd better move on
get a move on, I'm in above my head like a bouffant
Take too long and I'm afraid you've gone
and I'll have lost another lady, but gained another new song

Yes, let's be friends with benefits
My love life's suffering a deficit
Let's be friends with benefits
Friends with benefits

I've never been especially eloquent
I'm as elegant as an eccied elephant
my etiquette is evidently ever in development
but when I'm in bed then I'm in my element
I promise, honest, we'll listen to some Ella Fitzgerald
then we'll get it on with the leather whips
The morning after the night before we caved in
cavemen and cavewomen craving the fornication
I'm never sure if it's safe
but I'd say that it calls for some glorification

Yes let's be friends with benefits
because I'm ever such a clever dick
Let's be friends with benefits
Friends with benefits

There's so much history to tip-toe around
It's hard to keep afloat when the ship's going down
Once we danced at the disco in town
with both our hips going round
I realised through seeing your eyes, it was the genesis
of the end of the friends with benefits
I'd been increasingly feeling affectionate
It seemed that revealing my secret would get a kiss
so I leaned in for the hell of it
and you ripped the beating thing from my chest and then severed it
You're a prejudiced, feminine supremacist
nevertheless you're getting sex from your nemesis

Let's not be friends with benefits
because I'm ever such a clever dick
Let's not be friends with benefits
because we'll never hear the end of it
Track Name: Acknowledge
I am a bit of a difficult hypocritical prick
who'll always get into a pickle, but the sins I commit
are all above board; this is for everyone I've got love for
who helped me up through the window by the shut doors
pulled strings, untangled the web, and cut cords
and if you didn't assist this, then up yours
My business is to give hits to kids
that have been amiss from the industry hit list
This flow's for those who were bullied in school
You'll grow to show those tools that they don't rule
This is for those who are bullies in school
You'll realise you can be nice and fully cool
Some of us look back at that as the worst days
Others still suffer that exact crap in the workplace
From virgins that never had a first date
to unwanted babies that never had a birthday
This is for single moms, working three jobs
to keep your sprog in the Reeboks that he wants
This rap's for single dads, fighting to see their kids
crying, thinking if they even understand he exists

I've set the controls for the heart of the soul
of those whose woes have hardly been told
Too many hearts of gold are treated like pyrite
so it's high time I tried to set this bias right
Feeling low? My lines'll leave your hopes high as kites
incite delight like a cherry bright sky at night
This vocal's for locals who are frightened in their neighbourhood
refrain from leaving home at night; afraid of violent raping muggers
For the same buggers doing crime to pay for drugs
It never meant to end this way, you're stuck; pain sucks
Change looks like something that'll never happen
but if I let that thinking win, I'd never end up rapping
For those in prison, those who did and those who didn't
the victims that they did it to and those who witnessed it
For those who overcome their hopeless bitterness to show forgiveness
Whether you do or don't is no-one's business
For those who wish to string them up until they know their miseries
Life's a winding hillside road and the slope is slippy
For the people upon the picket lines
Miners who down their pick and strike
strive for a different life
For the silent majority,
tightening your waistline to prop up an economy
you probably hadn't a problem with til the bottom dropped off of it
but now you're picking up the tab and haven't got a tip

This is for the elderly, sitting in their chairs alone
or bedridden in a bug ridden nursing home
This is a verse devoted to you, and who you truly are
The same you that you've ever been, I've seen you shoot for the stars
but gravity ravages things savagely
so let my lyrics lift your spirits up from incapacity
'cause I'm the captain of this flagship actually
and you're a VIP invited to fly the galaxy with me
This is for the carers, looking after another
I understand you want to be more than just a mother
How can you have a lover, or any other life
if you couldn't find someone else to come and grab the cover?
Changing a duvet's much easier with two, hey?
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday
For those stuck at home, chronic illness, health problems
A lot of guilt makes you want to kill yourself often
What little help I can offer to soften the blow?
Can't invent anything off of the top of the dome
but you've not been forgotten and I just want you to know
wherever you are, my flow will boldly go
I swear by the Father, the Son, the Holy Ghost
Jehovah, Allah, Muhammad, whoever holds the most
control over the souls of the unappreciated
it will keep ebbing away every day that people play this shit

I try to recognise
those who've been left aside
come aboard my enterprise, and boldly
I try to recognise
those who've been left aside
come aboard my enterprise, and boldly
Track Name: Kelsey Bears
I got your cards that you bought me; ignored them
because I thought calling would cause me a boredom
and of course I'm ashamed to admit
that every birthday wished me further away
from your midst 'til I couldn't face taking the risk
I guess I lost my faith a little bit
but then realised a fundamental basic
More than any other you encouraged me to be creative
so it might be quite belated
but I love you, Margaret and David

The Kelsey Bears
The Kelsey Bears
The Kelsey Bears

You were with me in my first days
but then I shut myself away during my worst days
aA half-baked reason why I'm worth cake
but now 11 star birthday is part of my wordplay
You bought me a calligraphy set
I'm ashamed to say I haven't done calligraphy yet
I was a little perplexed and treated it with neglect
and yet now I make my living fiddling with text
Some of your gifts still bring back images
The little set of carved farmyard miniatures
The tree was my favourite piece
and it still is when I play with my niece
so yeah, I've done myself a favour at least
now I'm back on the rails and I'm taming the beast
in a similar way to how my birthday cake did
it's time for you two to be celebrated
so it might be quite belated
but I love you, Margaret and David

The Kelsey Bears
The Kelsey Bears
The Kelsey Bears

Photography
was obviously
a hobby each of you wanted me to do
I never got into it properly
but now I love it, kind of like a kid with broccoli
My tastes took time to develop in the dark room
and now I can't do without it, honestly
You offered me an option
and I made you feel you'd been forgotten
Now the season's hot
and Evesham's lost some leaves and blossoms
but let's speak a little
let's speak a little more often

The Kelsey Bears
The Kelsey Bears
Track Name: Top Down (feat. Beit Nun)
I'm basking in the sunlight, hi-hat sizzling
Snare cracking like it's blasting in a gun fight
The pattern of the drum's tight, kick pumping in your stomach
something like the aftermath ofa drunk night
Daft cunt, see I like music that has spunk
Thrash, pop, rap, punk, Drazz-wop, jazz, funk
I'm beginning a vinyl collection
Thinking of buying all the decks and equipment then hitting the nightlife with a vengeance
but I've got a penchant for sitting in silence
Headphones hugging my noggin, I'm nodding my head to the said tones
I might be flesh and bones, ut when I do a verse
my vibrations disperse through the universe
We can see the frequency, percieve them through the channels
I need a deeper feeling please, leave me with the ammo
White noise, clean my teeth, weaken the enamel
Street life's a squeeze like a needle to a camel
Please, I would leave in peace, retreating with the mammals
While leaves of trees are green at least, creeping in my camo
but a bee could see through these with ease, keys of a piano
Basked in light from black to white, from BC to Anno Domini

(Beit Nun)
There's no questioning Ben as an artist
My musical palette's not like yours
so the same brush I'll never be tarred with
I'm a sucker for a Hendrix guitar lick
but not a purist though, Kendrick Lamar's sick
Mate, head to the bar quick
and fetch me a large drink
I'm ready to get this cigar lit
Beer garden, start a party for the neighbours like
No sympathy, Marley and the Wailers, a Bacardi with a chaser
It's getting late so it's time to slip something a little harder in the shaker
Bit of Marvin on the playlist, then The Temptations
followed by Smokey Robinson, we marvel at the greatness
I'm Syd Barrett on Interstellar Overdrive
I'm John Bonham in a hotel on a motorbike
I'm Ray Davis on a sunny afternoon
I'm Ian Curtis, I'm John Lennon, Bob Dylan and Keith Moon
Music helped me get through all I've been through
When just me, you, and the beat loop, how can I feel blue?
I've got videos and photographs if you need proof
I've lived, though I gave my plot away in the theme tune
Beit Nun up in your iPod docking station
Feel free to get up and leave if you're not relating
but if you are, take a seat, I'm down for the long awaited conversation
two bonding strangers have when they're off their faces
Track Name: Bum Your Shit (feat. Joey Gzus)
Seven days of the week my brain's at it's peak
That's the payback you reap from being a blatant geek
but don't watch the way that I speak, listen to the lyrics
then maybe you'll see why so many people feel it
My speech is lethal, meaning feeble people fear it
but if you fear it maybe you need to re-hear it
I talk about what other lyricists are scared to
I tackle issues you wish you could dare to
And fair do's if you're sticking to the horrorcore
but don't go moaning that nobody's wanting more
Sitting on bean bags listening to weed rap
bitching that the kids would rather hear Relapse
Don't you see that you're missing the point?
'cause no-one gives a shit what you stick in your joint
so if you're disappointed then learn a lesson
Convert to better methods and then heads'll yearn for seconds

We don't bum your shit
so come up with something better than it
When you're the only one to bum your shit
then come up with something better than it

(Joey Gzus)
Look, mmm, I've got to be real
There's not a lot of rappers out here that I honestly feel
You see me, I'd bite your hand off if you offered a deal
'cause I've got kids that need warm water and a quality meal
For real, I pride myself on being versatile
Like my hooks Auto-Tuned, still keep the verses wild
So if you don't like me singing on my hooks
then don't listen - the fact is, I couldn't give a...
Look, they're acting like they're Premier League
Forced multi-syllabics over knock-off Premier beats
In a scene where everybody seems to be next in the scene
and the need to be credible is becoming incredibly weak
Gzus, let's keep it moving
'cause for people to feel your music you need improvement
like live shows where you get your respect
They're like trapeze acts 'cause their life depends on the net
Joey

We don't bum your shit
so come up with something better than it
When you're the only one to bum your shit
then come up with something better than it

Too many rappers just rap about rap
There's a whole world out there, rap about that
What happens now is a matter of fact
so if you want to keep it real, put that on a track
I stand back to back with novelists and poets
activists, journalists, and those that show it's
an ugly world out there, when it should be beautiful
but if beauty is truth, then I stay true to form
Who'd have thought the class clown would back down
into the background and lay some fat tracks down?
I stand proud behind what I believe
and what I believe is I can't believe what I've achieved
Every step of the way I get better
but nevertheless I make it my aim to elevate every day
No matter what it takes it's worth paying the price
'cause the day you stop learning is the day you die
Track Name: Wisdom Teeth
My wisdom teeth are causing me trouble
forming a huddle in the back of my mouth
and now to talk is a struggle
so I trade the punchlines for more of a subtle approach
and just hope you decode more than all of the puzzle
'cause of course I've gone pop, I wasn't born in a bubble
Fuck my kingdom for a horse, I'd give my horse for a cuddle
and I'm bored of all the posturing a lot of hip hoppers bring
Sincerity's like love: it doesn't cost a thing
So always check the pocket of your jeans
before you set the rinse on the washing machine
Buy a stack of birthday cards and presents
so you can use them in the event that you forget them
then throw away fifty things you haven't used lately
Ideally you'd only keep what you use daily
Make the phone call that you've been putting off for months
It's a load off your mind and you'll be done in time for lunch

Pull out my wisdom teeth
to give to each of you
who never will admit defeat
and I think I'll be A-OK
if I live to see the day
my wisdom teeth decay
Pull out my wisdom teeth
to give to each of you
who never will admit defeat
and I think I'll be A-OK
Yeah, I'll be A-OK

I see and hear quotes everywhere
Proverbs and advice from experts, sages and inspirational figures
but it's not particularly useful in comparison to the wisdom I've acquired
simply through living my day to day, mundane life
and with these abilities, I'm on a Steve Miller steez

We hear so much deep advice
philosophical insight on the way we should lead our lives
but you don't really need to be Jesus Christ
just read between the lines and then you'll be just fine
You don't need a preacher to teach or guide
you through the maze, each day leads you deep inside
so keep an eye out, see the lighthouse
watch for the rocks and just reach for high ground
Patiently wait for the breeze to die down
Now I believe that we need a lie down
so I relax in the dentist's massive chair
puffing on a heady mix of gas and air
The psychedelicism's elegance is evident
as black satin patterns pass and past passions flare
Yeah, and now there's plasma everywhere

Pull out my wisdom teeth
to give to each of you
who never will admit defeat
and I think I'll be A-OK
if I live to see the day
my wisdom teeth decay
Pull out my wisdom teeth
to give to each of you
who never will admit defeat
and I think I'll be A-OK
Yeah, I'll be A-OK
Track Name: The Quiet Viking
There's a delicate line between a friend
and something else
and I've never been quite sure
how to tell

Heard words that weren't there in your body language
As a buddy I thought I had an advantage
I knew you, you knew me
and I briefly believed in the power of magic
Seeing you smile was the ultimate pleasure
Fishing for compliments, I was hunting for treasure
Summoned to heaven, platonic love becoming untethered
The way you'd comfort me when under the weather
and how we'd cuddle together under your umbrella
You must think I'm such a dumb fellow
I'd have done better leaving it alone
even if I'd known we were going to grow; be with different folks
I was going to plant a seed and let it grow free
then an oak tree develops slowly
Now the leaves on my future family tree
are fruits imaginary
and I'm so lonely
Oh, me...

There's a delicate line between a friend
and something else
and I've never been quite sure
how to tell

Tighten up your bowtie
'cause guys in your position don't cry
Do not be be frightened - really you won't die
Your deeds and writings reveal you: both sides
Lighting up on the roadside
Driving over the strobe light

It's the rise of defiant Dan; I'm a quiet man
but still spent time inside in a riot van
Blindsided without the benefit of hindsight
my eyes were as wide as a frying pan
You might summise I'm devising a higher plan
Redesigning my life with an iron hand
It's now or never
I've got to pull myself together
Can't waste days staying in the house forever
Come out to the desert
now there's a westerly breeze
Please, I need help with the zephyr
You could knock me down with a feather
but I'll still be grinning with the mouth of a Cheshire
My last album was a hell of an effort
Daniel wrote the manual on how to endeavour
and if ever there was a doubt that I'm clever
it's down to the fact that my talent's without measure
I've found treasure now my business is pleasure
I can infinitely tessellate my lyrics at leisure
and any way you spin it, it just gets fresher
an intricately illustrating MC... Escher

The quiet viking is how I'm known, I
I'm strident in style, although shy
and I don't even know why
so I'm either enlightened or I'm just so high
I can see the lighting upon the roadside
driving over the strobe light

The quiet viking
The quiet viking
Track Name: Last Cigarette
I'm back in this habit
the tobacconist grabbing a packet of fags
and passing it back as I hand him the cash
the transaction is tragic
A moment of magic
as I open the packet and go for the wrapping
In only a moment I'll have this fag lit
The sad fact is I'm an addict, I need
the hit of nicotine, just to breathe
and it's obscene
Just between us, as a kid, I disbelieved
a brittle leaf mixed with heat
could leave you feeling incomplete without it
so blow the smoke out quick
You'll feel terrible
However, you will have achieved something incredible

This is my last cigarette
I've done enough that I have to regret
This is my last cigarette
I've done enough that I have to regret

Bringing a whole different sting
to the thing you hold in your fingers
They're stained since you imitated
the behaviour of your favourite singer
I know you stroll to the cinema
and your role model's holding a Marlboro
The image is vivid and so you're sold the whole
'til your soul is a prisoner moulded in miniature
rolled in a Rizla
held in a wrestling hold 'til the finisher
You're choked out, so blow the smoke out
No doubt: self-control's what's killing you

This is my last cigarette
I've done enough that I have to regret
This is my last cigarette
I've done enough that I have to regret

This is my last cigarette
I've done enough I have to regret
without gasping for breath, asking for death
in return for the active effects
As many a heroin addict has said
it's addictive as smack, you'd be daft to inject
Skip the needle and the needle skips
as I tap my fag, let the ash hit the deck
Stood on the back step in the rain
and never complain 'til my fag's wet
Splashed out, cashing the cheque
Ash, ground; ground, ash; have you met?

This is my last cigarette
I've done enough that I have to regret
This is my last cigarette
I've done enough that I have to regret

I stub the nub
Enough's enough, I'm good
I would gladly have another fag, see
but the fact is I'm done
It's off my chest
and I'm impressed
with my willpower, nothing less
Face my face at 88 miles an hour
Time travelling as my life expectancy expands
and I feel like a younger man
You need to fight the hunger, Dan
You're done; you can
I can
I am.

This is my last cigarette
I've done enough I have to regret
This is my last cigarette
I've done enough I have to regret
This is my last cigarette
I've done enough I have to regret
This is my last cigarette
I've done enough that I have to regret
Track Name: Rise
I bring the beat to life
Speak my mind
People take a peek inside
Believe I'm nice
Hear me defy
thee to even find
an MC as deep as I
A decent guy
Sweet as a piece of pecan pie
When he combines
beats and rhymes
even blind
people might
see the light
beaming bright
either side
gleaming like
streets at night
so seek and ye shall find
peace of mind
deep inside
No need to read the fine
lined print or reason why
Don't even try
Ask me and I
will be your guide
Lead you by
the hand and you will see the sights
Feel a vibe
tease your spine
and leave you feeling fine
You'll be excited
to be alive
From calves, knees and thighs
to heartbeats and minds
We can lead a life
of peace and kindness
or we can fight, just

Rise
until the sun's in your eyes
Rise
until the sun's in your eyes
Rise
until the sun's in your eyes
Rise
until the sun's in your eyes


My eagle eye
will read between the lines
and see the lies
these decievers write
They cynically decide
the things you need to buy
and then repeat the cycle
until the people all believe it's right
We need to realise
it's free to be polite
and treat a being like
he or she is being equalised
Don't know why we demonise
and penalise
effectively illegalize
genotypes
What happened to being nice?
to each and every being we see alive
Treat them right
That's why me I keep on trying
to lead a vegan life
though cheese is nice
We eat the seasons, spices
denying the beast beneath has rights
'cause keeping meat inside
us is a sign that here lies
a survivor, no need to read the rites
We succeeded quite
well enough, it's tough enough to put the greed aside
Even I
let ego stride
in and feed my pride
but if we can rise
above conceit and fight
for love, then we can climb
the peaks, til finally
goodbye
From our teeth and eyes
to heartbeats and minds
you've seen us lead a life
of peace and kindness
Get off your seat and

Rise
until the sun's in your eyes
Rise
until the sun's in your eyes
Rise
until the sun's in your eyes
Rise
until the sun's in your eyes
Track Name: Tiny Tiny Prayer
Can't seem to find the words but I'll try
I can't seem to find the words but I'll try
The words never seem to come
Is it me?
Is it something that I've done?
Is it me?
Is it something that I've done?
Please let me know
Please, will you let me know?