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letra de can't sleep - a month of sundays

[verse 1]
2am, when i’m chasing the beams
far from the daylight, lost in a dream
stuck on the inside, touching the seams
present like rain, when blowing in the trees
when i leave, world know the tricks in my sleeve
the strange sensation
a quick vacation
trapped in my head on occasion
i kept time waiting, but don’t be mistaken

[verse 2]
the villain
like seen with the keys to the prison
wesley the prophet, move waves when unlocking
remember those days, i was blazed, i would clock in
now when he speak, two inch nails on the coffin
quarantine for a couple years, i was plotting
poetry in motion, soothing my losses
came a long way, but i still kept it honest

[hook]
soon come someday, that’s what some say
if it ain’t sunday, what about monday
leaping faith on the freeway
unfazed, still i got trust that i misplaced
memories echo through the mind like don’t play foggy
nights feeling cold, i’m alone when i’m walking
fountain of youth, in the booth when i’m talking
recording the rise, screen shut when you’re falling
[chorus]
feeling like the chosen one
a different road i’m on, and it’s a caution
ain’t the only one, but yeah my soul the one with no auction
and the zone i’m on, is with the falling sun into the morning
yeah, free my lungs, say a sound into the morning
when i’m broke down, feeling locked up, can’t see
but i’m old now feeling profound, i feel free
homebound, in my hometown, i can’t sleep
i can’t sleep

[verse 3]
old me living all broken
old me living with presence
old me living with questions
old me never left guessing
malice in your heart, then the blood it pump venom
manage in the dark, ’cause i hide my blessings
nowadays, sip juice, squeezed from the lemon
watch days fly, so i lit up the shade
and the face don’t lie, if it isn’t how you’re feeling

[hook]
fake smiles, they be looking like a face lift
brudda’s they be coming like the covers of the page 6
ink on the page, and my wrist feel the weight lift
heavy words but count the scale ’til i’m weightless
ghost
watch the weight shift
been so long, what you know about patience
blacked out, spilling chloroform on the pages
now we reborn, spilling colour through the ages
ghost
[chorus]
feeling like the chosen one
a different road i’m on
and it’s a caution
ain’t the only one, but yeah my soul the one with no auction
and the zone i’m on, is with the falling sun into the morning
yeah, free my lungs, say a sound into the morning
when i’m broke down, feeling locked up, can’t see
but i’m old now feeling profound, i feel free
homebound, in my hometown, i can’t sleep
i can’t sleep

[outro]
’til the morning
’til the morning
’til the morning
’til the morning

- a month of sundays

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