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letra de cloud conversation - gon

[intro: gon]
a heart that is sound, most often is drowned
in the chest of an artist or author renowned
either washed off the ground, or lost in the sound
of the death of the rap or applause from the crowd
you can follow the clown, but offer a frown
but you’ll always find life where water is found

[verse 1: gon]
i talked to the clouds in the grey sky
getting p-ssed at my style cause i choose sides
i crushed the true song, i cut to prove gon
is too confused to say life sucks and move on
i started this thought in front of a friend’s tobacco shop
almost k!lled me driving home, i said i have to stop
never did, said i’d drive home to settle it
that was months ago, i still can’t find where the h-ll i live
i sketch a lung for every time a breath bleeds
and left my tongue on 79th and kenzie
never been the grown son relatives would show love
yeah i know zaid i think i met him at a show once
he was weird…
i mean like every single trait
he was nice, he was clever
he was everything i hate
i own a phone that i never heard
hope it never rings
and i roam like a feathered bird
with a lesser wing
devils in the state make residences vacate
lessons of my echo will -ssemble at my face wake
never will i chase fate
television viewers don’t know the difference between melanin and face-paint
breathing in jars of plague and never got sick
leaving them all to stay with a treasured conscience
needing to walk away but my legs are locked in
either you’ll fall or pray for a better option, like
lord be lenient, born in this world
receiving orders leading to horrid scene switch
i’m forced to leave this
some fingers when chopped off will make handshakes more convenient
and i can’t leave and quit like a tree that hates spring
and when the bees are sick then the beetle may sting
i been really p-ssed trying to rearrange things
so i’mma breathe a bit and let peter frank sing

[hook: peter frank]
i been waiting all my life
for this moment in my life
can only pray i do things right
i’m just gone
so many thoughts here in my mind
so many answers left to find
so many questions asking why
i’m just gone

[verse 2: gon]
i talked to the clouds in the grey sky
cause i know they won’t frown when i say bye
and even when the seventh sky thunders
testing, i press her i’ll never cry under
the seams were torn, and the rest of my tongue burnt
a scream was born and they let it die unheard
deaf and blind, hunger
but i’ve slept on broken gl-ss enough times to recognize comfort
loud, crooked left
owl took his breath
looking for the midpoint between childhood and death
cause i’m too young to be responsible and patient
and too old to hold those promises as sacred
i hate to watch pain with my name attached
if i could only find the word to hit the nerve
then i would take it back
love you? no, i’ve outgrown that plan
only arm wrestle with you just to hold that hand
and i know i can’t mc for sh-t
can’t feed a kid, with a dream and myth
so i’m leaving this
this is just an album-long explanation of why i need to quit
the reason izz makes all the beats i pick
is cause i know he’s as p-ssed as me with this
relieve the stress, wrong syllable
but they can’t distinguish between zaid’s kiss and gon’s trigger pull

[bridge: gon]
i am not a lover waiting
clutter placement
nothing fragrant
dragging hovers flameless
i’m just another patient who eased the tension
laughing at lack of oxygen while suffocating
and i can’t leave and quit like a tree that hates spring
and when the bees are sick, then the beetle may sting
i been really p-ssed trying to rearrange things
so i’mma breathe a bit and let peter frank sing

- gon

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