Sencillo / Pista
Teknical Development.IS - The Light Never Hides (prod by Radsch) (Official Video)
Letras
Knock, knock, knocking on doors
Out in the cold, the storm is coming
I beg you open up and let me in and feel the warmth
I'm getting tired in the want to progress
Unstable, held by the arms of stress
Droppin' jewels another cypher
Another conversation in the zone with the faceless
Write emotion record the poetry
Grips of life snaps the bones of the ones left in the silence
Can't be found in the circles of stress?
Stupid questions parted ways breaks the center lines
To many tears on the faces closest, the self included
Violence don't help, even worse when you know no limits to the self
The type of rage that holds hands with a life sentence
No respect whilst you slave to the tears of karma
Word to the soul forgive the self and break this mental spell
Now the torment of the mind dead to a brighter day
Move the pain away, the body relaxed
Comfort in your next steps liberated by the change in mind
What's the forecast? turbulent winds
Or the calm walks in the night the summer brings?
Can't deny the fix to give up on life
When the wheels are weak can't roll down the hill the decline to slow
Edge of the cliff suits this moment precise
The fall and the rush suits the sound of the waves
So intense the body can't float
Look them in the eyes and ask them if they okay
No regrets once you read what's left on the page
Famous last notes, words and the sound profound
Illusion of the sight of the voice
See what I speak, sail with me from the place that don't rhyme
So many lessons that are learnt, the class of the unseen
Stepped into another physical 1983 brown vessel
New experience,
Glitches of before-before still resonates with internal visions
Although sometimes the signals is weak
The knowing is clear, I feel it yo, the knowing is clear
Let's continue... Knock, knock, knocking on doors
Out in the cold, the storm is coming
I beg you open up and let me in and feel the warmth
I'm getting tired in the want to progress
Unstable, held by the arms of stress
Knock, knock, knocking on doors
Out in the cold, the storm is coming
We beg you open up and let us in and feel the warmth
Were getting tired in the want to progress
Unstable, held by the arms of stress
Knock, knock, knocking on doors
Out in the cold, the storm is coming
I beg you open up and let me in and feel the warmth
I'm getting tired in the want to progress
Unstable, held by the arms of stress