A Poet Nomad Ali - Last Of The Warriors lyrics

Everyday is a struggle, Her heart's been broken Mine has too, So we cross the ocean Holding hands in our dreams, Ripped at the seams Where we once held on, For our love's devotion Time is the enemy, as we grow older Every wound that we've suffered, heals much slower We glance in the mirror, And youth is over Pride took over, Friends are nowhere Fallen like loose change in the sofa's cushion A call on the cell phone to say it's over Say it slower, so I can hold on to the hate you shouldered The weight that you placed on my heart is loathsome Now I must carry it, until I grow some And can separate myself from that emotion I can never let myself remain broken The pain is my memory's token [Hook]: I'm the Last of the Warriors, Last of the Mohicans I'm finding my truth is blinding, I'm seeking A route to the waterfall, climbing in sequence Aligning the creatures, earth and amoebas My notebook, filling it with lyrics, k**ing it with spirit A message in a bottle and I hope that someone hear it I can't bear it, Hesitation, I wait, I pivot I'm pa**ing, they ask and I'm giving I gotta share the pa**ion, outlasting the minutes This is real life, yo, It's more than a scrimmage Travel to my limits, like a pilgrim on a mission To find self, my mistakes, I hope are forgiven Leave a legacy for my children to visit Instead of just a prison where their taught that ambitions Wither like the pedals of a rose when you sniff it Is it just me or are we missing? Aall the things that really matter? Just a question Investing my time in the minutes, revisit the past And I listen, see what I can learn in the trenches Every moment is precious [Hook] Fighting the demons, Mighty are heathens Blinding are reasons, not to succeed And I'm hiding in seasons, My time is to rise Like the Ancient of Grecians, The pieces? Pick em up Exciting, I'm leaving the doubt, the hate? You can keep it, where I'm headed, I don't need If your infertile mind can even conceive it Believe it, our soul been mistreated Tricked to believe in a lie and our weakness But I'm the Last of the Warriors, Last of Mohicans Finding my truth is blinding, I'm seeking The route to the waterfall, climbing in sequence Aligning the creatures, earth and amoebas The cells, the atoms, the airing of grievance Is not why we're meeting, to fight our own demons Slay them, get even, Between them we find there is freedom [Hook]