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Reflective

I haven’t touched the paint since last summer when ears died
Dedicated my last piece to a lost friend when truth is bound
I preach life like an evangelist, since I dance with wolves for a 9 to 5
My shirts pressed ready for the next day, reflecting on how things have changed
Since I first wrote with Trace for the first time, inspired by Snoe, Seks and Raek
Stone chip black was 1.75, as fat caps where standard on Burner Chromes
I remember colour charts at Four Star General, preferred trackside on the Met line
Hide in the bush til the train passed, finished the piece with OTR
Trying to combine letters in its true form while toys hang fame in galleries
Feeling uninspired with thoughts of giving up.
I still receive flash backs from throw ups and old pieces in all different styles
This is for graffers I meet along the way, inspired to write the true meaning of self
When some times in darkness trying to find light, knowing the beginning still here where I left it
Peace to Ears until the next time….

(Chorus)

When (well) it’s the same song that sings to me at night
Where every decisions discussed with love and regret
Struggling to separate with advice that keeps me strong
When the time comes and nobodies is impressed
I walk towards the line as the moon light shows the way

When I put my mask on hoping I’ll sleep through the night
Paint fumes rise on the other side while some get raided
When with a single opinion the law shows up unforgiving with out sight
Interrogation begins, denying every tag that matched there own
Feeling blessed when we come through, sat at an empty platform
Scoping the same roots to escape these tracks all the kings destroyed
With an uncommon rule that kept these walls covered in paint
Til the day BTP changed face, I found freedom reading between the lines…

(Chorus)

When (well) it’s the same song that sings to me at night
Where every decisions discussed with love and regret
Struggling to separate with advice that keeps me strong
When the time comes and nobodies is impressed
I walk towards the line as the moon light shows the way

credits

from ASBEST​:​Each Story Tells​.​Lp, track released January 8, 2010
Lyrics:Asbest "The Moor king"
Music:Mr goo aka le gooster

Vocals Recorded in AsbestLab/UK
Music Played,Produced,recorded and mixed by Mr Goo @Chdb Lab/GVA

Mr Goo plays Rhodes54,MoogProdigy,MiniMoog,CS.80,FM8,Classic Piano,Drum programming.


www.myspace.com/asbestthemoorking
www.myspace.com/gooakalegooster

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