Deepspace 5 - The Night We Called It A Day lyrics

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[Verse 1] When the moon shines at noontime, and the sun blazes at midnight Dark and Night coincide, I stay inside and keep the lid tight Catch side of the morning that passes by through my window Another child is born, another dies, and still the wind blows Spin slow, drawn into strong voice of reason Standing there in soul thinking of summer – Just longin' for another season For no particular Reason hear I stand- Just rocked another show, just can't remember where I am And my families far from here, but the stars are bright this evening On this morning on this afternoon, just got here now I'm leaving And I shall remember the marble just as clear as I do yesterday Never dance with the Devil, cuz I cant afford the hell to pay When I blast through your speakers every time your pressing play When I fish the phonograph so we could set the record straight Dear god I pray- Just let me show this world a better way How you helped through to your heart and all the times you fade away I get to, say these words and speak my piece to Catholic Crowds Not certain if it's Day or Night but I know the time is NOW And if we ever lose the purpose as a prelude to the sound Lets just call it a Day, and burn my empires to the ground... [Verse 2] Ya, amazingly, Cask of Amanciatto Cracks wide open and vibrates your bravado So I escape, body-bagging, like I'm kinda like Monte Christo World Tour, DL, Koffeshop, and I'm coming to your Bistro We show bright when it comes to your ability I'll be yellin' out homonyms 'cuz I dwell in possibility We gonna call it a Day, 'cuz I know your feelin' me Listener, Rapper, Popuri of Life- all synonyms of Cornucopia I'm so glad you have a wife- In this wolf eat samurai world You better grab your swords and saw your nads off You'll get chopped off by the needle as it spins over to my rhyme, yo. Rap Music guys have a self-title: artist to life Please think twice before you say your things in the microphone I might not be, but I take it seriously When you really listen to the words, an your not just hearing me... [Hook] Day and Night Wrong or Right Spill our guts with every breath on the mike And hope you call it tight If it's blind give it sight If it's Dark make it Light Some call it Music Deepspace calls it Life [Verse 3] Workin' it out (out), placin' my feet to concrete Hittin' the street with vengeance, steangence, so sweet What bitter we consider every circle we pass Probl'y the reason that I reason with class, so step fast We pushed and finally pushed that was burnin' staying determined And yearnin' 'cuz the lessons we learnin' were life long (life long) Its my song, I place to erase And transpose all these average Joes With weak flows- Who knows not, - The true livin' roles who ascended, blended With the beat, compete, and apprehended Today's feelin' all right, color all right Being blocked by the shotgun and pray every day and night Now I've gone a full day without some wackness heard The One's speakin' absurd- Are finally heeding my word. (ya right) And now I'm left with nothing else to say That be the Night that I Called it A Day (Called it a Day) [Verse 4] I'm gonna throw thoughts to a page Let 'em fall where they please Let 'em rise to the sky, rain down, on four seas An ocean of possibilities that dwellin' Yellin' at the top of my lungs convicted by stone tablets as a felon A nocturnal being of love since the grown of time Watch the sunrise with both my daughter's eyes Permanent Shine, refine my reflection inside Livin' to die, dyin' to live, and all glory given back to God [Verse 5] It was the Night that 24 turned into 12 Had to adjust my spiral off, from the top of the shelf On the blank page, using the utensil of potential I'm diggin' in my Brain so I could Rip the Instrumental With 20 bars left, and I'm consistent from the intro Lighting candle sticks, as the rain hits my window Need to focus in, take the topic and let it flow Got 8 down for the count and 16 to go The Writer's blocks are stepping stones Towards the metronome I'm racing dead last I'm head last Placed on my prose Nocturnal with my journal, a wordplay professor The aggressor, resembling soda cans under pressure I'm shakin' but not stirred, deterrent from my train of think Now I'm aligned, readjusted to infuse the ink I wanna handcuff the hands of time No great spirit here allotted for here's the sunshine... [Hook] [Verse 6] Bet I'm casting nets and dreads The deep blue ways are wet????? God's Silhouette, I wanna palettes painted pink by suns and sets BURNT from a long days work, but feelin' fine Tip his cap and path the moon on his back, his day declines Candlelight Switch as you slip into the evening A courtesy to the sun, as it dips below the ceiling Feeling sort of satellite, like the wind beneath my wings Or the tightrope, or gravity keeps lunar kites on orbit strings Man on the moonlight, dream before my time Like the moon reflects the sun, I make the black begin to shine Like the moon rewinds the waters, makes the ocean recline I collapse your mind; I'm Syntax, but melancholy kind Redefine the best, framed fresh in terms of holiness Bless the mike, device, 'Cuz I get nice to keep the conscious And I split tense mint's spit words like sentence fragments Moon dust the must 'cuz I aint' in it for the cabbage The incandescent presence spins, as I'm your present flame But my name would flicker out my name syntax the wax and wane For the name above names, I'm so glad that Christ came The black bird bright the night, we called it a Day... [End Verse] Shadows step on the one, on, under every tongue, run Spoken sentence frags., spoken on shattered breaks It's a black hole soul with my faith as I take Break Minutes back with father time to coordinate seconds I surround the 11th hour with sound as my weapon Villain threatened to sweat the syndrome of the wicked Heading for your Auditory where the Listener would stick it Fiction, we're steel, when it breaks from the construction Crushing your framework and far surpassing your presumption Sunrays, like a score with notes my surfacing Great mad at meteors or record the all heed And when the, Sun Sets Some one lets the mike down We pipe down, unplug it and leave it hide down But not before we retire the pen 'Cuz yo tomorrow we'll be back just to do it again Uh, shackled and scarred I still maintain my praise of dark days A sullen world covered in pain So from Dusk 'till Dawn, I represent his word Deepspace 5: set to serve We travel in this land of the lost and we understand We battle with the possible chance you take the cross On your block, in your speakers Dudes is paid We out for a change, in The Night We Called it a Day...