Yours Now

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yea, I- I like it when you just, listen more, like, I just wanna, let go)

Today I’m listening to Macy Gray

And Billie Holiday

Miles Davis and John Coltrane

Tryna reminisce on the days I would take a train to my father’s place

A few panic attacks away

Life is a circle and I used to run it

Been round it enough, to light it then smoke it up

Got me coughing 'cause I don't do this shit a lot

These clothes are old but my trainers the latest drop

Schmitt, Lenin on my bedside and Malcolm X

Ewan just sent me The Alchemist, that's next

My girl's here quite often these days

That’s a new picture for a frame, while the frame gets bigger then smaller

That’s my little brother in the corner

He don't look like me but he's like me

Says a lot about the world if you ask me

I'd give him the world if he asked me

In this black and white work, he doesn't read into colours

In his colouring book they all complement each other

I learn more from him than from anyone else

Not to question the world but let it question me

We should all try and listen to the simplest minds

For more times they see more than we do

Blinded by the lies that are designed to deceive you

I want to meditate and reason with evil

Heard you're forcing a reason for why we're not talking

But that’s not the truth

Some things are better let go and better unsaid

I'll shake your hand and wish you the best

I'm waking up to a sunset

And fall asleep to a drunk text

"I'm proud of you" is what my Mum said

"I love you" is what my Dad said

Yo, those are the words I need

They feel like a breeze

They let your Son breathe

Yeah

Feel the gas from the stove

Hear the cars fill the roads

Finally alone

Step out of your clone

Throw it in the washing machine and watch it go

It'll be dry by tomorrow my bro

An old space

My suitcase in the middle

These four walls tell you how well they listen

Window that talked to me and taught me things

It ain’t much but it's everything

There’s an art to honesty

Let truth slide off either side before it gets on top of me

Truth is, all of this shit's beyond my control

Until I start giving it thought and let it go

Men have tried to pierce this question we're in

Only sadness has shown 'em where a next world begins

So I stop asking questions and let life ask 'em

Fall back as these walls begin to darken

Good morning

It's beautiful this morning

Sun shines through the window I left open

Travels up these walls that got to know me

I'll answer all the questions that you show me

I leant on you

'Til you were bruised too

That’s why I shoulda never let those other walls go

Leant on you

'Til you shrugged me off

It's why I shoulda never let those other walls go

I grew up so well with my Mother

I woulda never had it any other

I'm still laid here reminiscing

Me holding your forced hand that forced all the difference

I miss your cooking

I miss just chillin'

Talk feelings

In our house we had no ceilings

Just gimme the time and the place

And we'll recreate it

Today we got to talking 'bout philosophy

And the human passion for action

The desire to take one step forwards

Despite inevitably taking two steps backwards

We're too deep, to know which way the waves go

As your words ring around my head like a halo

Pull up to the station

Asking when you'll see me again

And I said "You'll always be my best friend"

Feel the gas from the stove

Hear the cars fill the roads

Finally alone

Step out of your clone

Throw it in the washing machine and let it go

It'll be dry in an hour or so

A new space

My suitcase in the middle

These four walls, wonder how well they'll listen

Window that'll talk to me and teach me things

It ain’t much but it's everything

Amen