The Wind Blowz
Written by: Atiim Bomani Chenzira
February 2004
Chorus 1:
The wind blows,
the leaves flow,
the world goes,
round and round.
The Sun Comes up...
the Moon goes down.
The wind blows,
the leaves flow,
the world goes,
round and round.
The Moon up...
the Sun goes down.
(the world goes round and round... Moons up... Sun goes down)
Verse 1:
The winds blow...
Leaves fall from family trees.
Birds and the bees.
New seeds, and seasons change things.
Light to night...
Wrong to right...
We're caught in a globe doing a dance...
There's a knock!!!
Here's your chance!
Romance the pain, or take a chance to gain.
You don't have to strain, just follow your heart, and use your brain.
Stained souls hold guilty chains.
Let it go, and give it up...
that's eternal flames.
Everybodies capable of transforming their scripts...
Water damage to manage...
and sometimes they rip.
Sip! from this cup...
Flesh of my flesh...
Blood of my blood...
There's a rainbow at the end of the flood.
Dirt turns to mud...
Mud feeds the seeds...
Roots sprout up with new routes,
but can you believe?
Check your bags at the door, then come on in.
After wiping your feet... we're gon' do it again.
Chorus 2: 1x
(everything changes... all you have to do is stay focused... The wind blows, and... everything changes.)
Verse 2:
I DO's mean I will, till they're fed up now.
They throw in the towel...
Leaving with child...
saying it proud!
Wow!
Committed to themselves, and nobody else... Selfish.
Once I believed that pretty girl was selfless.
Maybe it's for the better, or maybe not... Who knows?
I'll tell you one thing, I was fight Life with Judo!
Karate chops and back flips to Meditate...
Tai Chi now...
I'm getting ready here to levitate.
Inhale... exhale...the bad to the good.
No more knocking on wood...
(instead I'm) Walking in faith like I should.
Letting it go...
and if it boomerangs back...
(I'll) call it Life's tax.
Chorus 3: 1x
(Arms are too short to box with God... You gotta' let it all go. Everythang' changes. You think you gon' do it?)
Verse 3:
The wind blows...
seeds get sowed...
paper folds...
finger tips lose grip...
some let go...
Letting the pressure cook books of story lines.
Plots get shot down...
Goals get paralyzed...
Walking in a valley of 'Grim Reap'...
The peepers move first!
Waiting for a chance to quench their thirst.
Burst, like a water balloon in hard times...
waiting for a new leaf's flip...
stripped of all shine.
And at a drop of a dime...
ready to unload!
Fatigued with thoughts of greed!
Minds deletes souls!
The Moon vanishes...
Suns appear...
One mark on the wall, but he's got 24 more years...
Couldn't wait for a knock at the door...
He's gotta' have it now.
Rags to body-bags...
A ghetto child.
Lost like the leaves that flow by...
A tatted cry...
Stuck in a wasteland game-plan...
Now time flies.
Chorus 4:
(Think this things set up for you to survive? It's supposed to change. If you ain't trying the help the process of change... you get blown like those leaves.)
Written by: Atiim Bomani Chenzira
February 2004
Chorus 1:
The wind blows,
the leaves flow,
the world goes,
round and round.
The Sun Comes up...
the Moon goes down.
The wind blows,
the leaves flow,
the world goes,
round and round.
The Moon up...
the Sun goes down.
(the world goes round and round... Moons up... Sun goes down)
Verse 1:
The winds blow...
Leaves fall from family trees.
Birds and the bees.
New seeds, and seasons change things.
Light to night...
Wrong to right...
We're caught in a globe doing a dance...
There's a knock!!!
Here's your chance!
Romance the pain, or take a chance to gain.
You don't have to strain, just follow your heart, and use your brain.
Stained souls hold guilty chains.
Let it go, and give it up...
that's eternal flames.
Everybodies capable of transforming their scripts...
Water damage to manage...
and sometimes they rip.
Sip! from this cup...
Flesh of my flesh...
Blood of my blood...
There's a rainbow at the end of the flood.
Dirt turns to mud...
Mud feeds the seeds...
Roots sprout up with new routes,
but can you believe?
Check your bags at the door, then come on in.
After wiping your feet... we're gon' do it again.
Chorus 2: 1x
(everything changes... all you have to do is stay focused... The wind blows, and... everything changes.)
Verse 2:
I DO's mean I will, till they're fed up now.
They throw in the towel...
Leaving with child...
saying it proud!
Wow!
Committed to themselves, and nobody else... Selfish.
Once I believed that pretty girl was selfless.
Maybe it's for the better, or maybe not... Who knows?
I'll tell you one thing, I was fight Life with Judo!
Karate chops and back flips to Meditate...
Tai Chi now...
I'm getting ready here to levitate.
Inhale... exhale...the bad to the good.
No more knocking on wood...
(instead I'm) Walking in faith like I should.
Letting it go...
and if it boomerangs back...
(I'll) call it Life's tax.
Chorus 3: 1x
(Arms are too short to box with God... You gotta' let it all go. Everythang' changes. You think you gon' do it?)
Verse 3:
The wind blows...
seeds get sowed...
paper folds...
finger tips lose grip...
some let go...
Letting the pressure cook books of story lines.
Plots get shot down...
Goals get paralyzed...
Walking in a valley of 'Grim Reap'...
The peepers move first!
Waiting for a chance to quench their thirst.
Burst, like a water balloon in hard times...
waiting for a new leaf's flip...
stripped of all shine.
And at a drop of a dime...
ready to unload!
Fatigued with thoughts of greed!
Minds deletes souls!
The Moon vanishes...
Suns appear...
One mark on the wall, but he's got 24 more years...
Couldn't wait for a knock at the door...
He's gotta' have it now.
Rags to body-bags...
A ghetto child.
Lost like the leaves that flow by...
A tatted cry...
Stuck in a wasteland game-plan...
Now time flies.
Chorus 4:
(Think this things set up for you to survive? It's supposed to change. If you ain't trying the help the process of change... you get blown like those leaves.)
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