Mr. J. Medeiros:

My lady by my side I got my arm on her

The night is like my mistress and she don't like what this is
If she did I'd get along with her
Her body burns into that night fire

Set up camp so I can write by her
Hoping there's a chance I can do right by her
Sometimes the hurt in me is so consuming

I loose myself in the security of false illusions
Until I slip into that bed
With my eyes up at the ceiling and my arm under her head

Thanking God for every feeling
Even those that went dead
At night they come alive and fight inside my head

Did I really think I was going to rap forever
My mistress she breaks the day
I hear her say now put that back together

What am I fighting for can't tell tonight from the night before
All I know is that I've been writing more
My lady's eye's could steal the might from Thor

When their open she got me broken
Like I have never seen the light before
But they are closed now so I am closed down

Back to the unrest protest and being hosed down
Questions in my mind they echo in this ghost town
What is hers and what is mine nobody knows now


Hook:


Questions in my mind they echo in this ghost town
What is hers and what is mine nobody knows now
Two alone one awake writing these flows down

We make the most noise when there is no sound

Mr. J. Medeiros:


I wonder if in death I'll be forgiven
For the times I never gave my best when I was living

Maybe it's odd but I'm afraid of God
So many hurt me in His name
Shame I don't know who to blame it on

Waste of time trying to find them
The fear is my own
Space and time facing the sky

Where is the line drawn
And if I find it will I know which side that I'm on
To many times I picked a side and they said I'm wrong

But these are bye gones and I am lying on my bed
Like a lion on the lawn with a fire in my head
And this iron in my palm writing songs

For every day short there is a night long
Insomnia my lady by my side and I am armed with her
My mistress see's the dawn and knows that I'll be gone with her

By morning the skies forming wanting me to lie with her
I touch my ladies thigh and hope that God will let me die with her


Hook

Outro:


Two alone one awake writing these flows down
We make the most noise when there is no sound