Under the stars and beneath the sun, in this indefinite realm Being is beyond understanding, life-like yet just a dream There are whispers from the other
Under the stars and beneath the sun, in this indefinite realm Being is beyond understanding, life-like yet just a dream There are whispers from the
you?re out there The wind comes down and all our youth is in loose pages The wind appeared like you and left
to drown my shame I wanna go where the stars shine bright enough to show me the way I wanna go where the wind calls my name Wind is calling India, India
drown my shame I wanna go where the stars shine bright enough to show me the way I wanna go where the wind calls my name The wind is calling, ?India
so I know my sins And niggaz don't get the picture so do Kodak win? The shit'sover their head and under their nose Not a star cause I'm a sun when
I took a trip on the train And I thought about you I passed a shadowy lane And I thought about you Two or three cars parked under the stars A winding
it all away Like the leaves in autumn winds From the window in the kitchen To the fireside by the chair Sat in familiar surroundings Warm night air Under
that we tell will make you smile Oh it really lifts my heart So tell 'em all I'm on my way New friends and new places to see And to sleep under the stars
A letter come blowin' in On an ill wind Somethin' 'bout me and you Never seein' one another again And what I knew had come Stars struck deaf and dumb
you I don't want to bore you with it Oh, but I love you, I love you, I love you More and more We lay beneath the stars Under a lover's tree That's seen
look, it's never what you see My hood is the ghetto I've been down before, up is just a reach 'Cause my hood is the ghetto Catch a second wind, then
Its never what you see My hood is the ghetto I've been down before up is just a reach Cause my hood is the ghetto Catch a second wind Then begin again
, dope swords, five star general Raw be the quote rap style sore throat Through the fully operational, hand held tote Yes, the shit is raw, comin' at your door You start
a photo of the globe Like a space probe, let your tape roll to roll My ways of life shine purple rays of light Ways that are right take long days and night Then I enter wind
back slap You talk about you see me, but your vision's full of cataract It don't matter that, your glass house I shatter that Bad luck I walk under now
my way to the stars Oh no, there I go through the ozone layer hole Where the men are the men and they mean it Down where the wind don't blow where the