Genelec - Move lyrics

[Hook] Genelec: Move, leave deep tracks when I move Move, seek new paths when I move Move, let the breeze lead when I move Move, I got to be free when I move (2x) [Genelec] I gotta, rearrange Find myself tangled in same - similar - mundane What once was strange, now grips with familiarity Gotta be tearing the border cause it's scaring me, I dislike change And frost covered window panes I'd rather be lost in the rain, I need change, I yearn for change Just some fluctuation f** waitin' up inside my little cable ready station Cause I'd rather be exploring the nation and touring the place where the city's gritty and polished The life's demolished and upright, all of the sites London to Santa Cruz, something I plan to do Cross the earth on the move, destination let the wind choose [Dan J] Never ever let the thoughts cause the proper friction The lack of movement loses clock revolutions Wishful thinking wasting haste steals the taste, and I gotta peep the craving I gotta make my mark stepping on the wet pavement Constructed constrictions holding victims imprisoned In the prism of a red traffic light, blinding sights Crippled positions with shriveled dwindled visions ??? thoroughbred the fear of flight We-e-ell this colorblind bird dreams of stop signs and blurs Was the first to leave the nest with no regrets He left the rest to feel the crest of the wind's breath He holds it in his chest Never perched, I soar and searched with wing span from the diaphragm as I exam Over the head, and below the astro turf [Hook] [Memphis Reigns] ??Wake mine, great as rhyme Waits for not a single man The unplanned spans scouring paths pa**ed throughout the land Yo ya chance to scan the global gra** falling upon ya head Now they slipping through the cracks of father time's hourgla** hand Systematically cruising through the darkest jungles of Thailand Striking with the force that's splitting the Hawaiian Islands It's my hand, artifact for art in fact, is misinterpreted Direction of my path is now converted, coerced with The traveling volume that shall explore I'm dropping knowledge like they ain't gonna risk the ocean floor Furthermore I hover through out of seance so quite connivingly I'm embracing the melting pot of colors create on my society I'm merely a camouflage curtain the hurting soul See the world or get trapped in this version of Truman Show It's my turn, activate and circumnavigate the maze Manifest the man*script, I traveled sixty days