CHORUS
Weather inside or open range
It's all the same, it's all the same

Dark clouds blue sky sunshine to rain
Wind comes to change, wind comes to change
Weather inside or open range

It's all the same, it's all the same
Dark clouds blue sky sunshine to rain
Wind comes to change, wind comes to change


VERSE ONE:
Chimaroke Abuachi -

Live life, fill full, stuff face in feast
But don't beg just as hard cause you failed to breathe
The men in shackles were in uniform and praised in peace

Uplifted for goodness sakes before they lived as thieves
The fear turned this one into a fool
Advancing in a Brutus plot

He drowns his lessons near the reefs
Until their lost and on their knees
Their believing in the jesters smile

Having faith in what they see
The blind man saw the storm before in came and reeked
Reap control of the lifestyle they thought they'll keep

Direction that he claims will bring hell displays aurora
So they invest with poor perspective see these men are sheep
A future with a bad foundation with no walls and feet

It's the indulgence making men who harvest falsehood week
My home is safe cause I've planted seed the rest of them
Hanging on to a branch of my tallest tree


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VERSE TWO:
Mark Hoy -
I know this story of a pauper who was dirt poor

Beneath the sweltering sun he'd work in the earthen toil
Spent his days to feed his parents youth was all but spoiled
But never thought that God had left his future to be foiled

Then one day
Came a prince who wanted to trade
Places for a day

Tired of power and praise
The pauper took the position and never gave it back
Now the prince is in the fields

Sun burning on his back
Another story of a king in mighty graces
Resided in a castle only seen in lofty places

The richest ruler that the kingdom ever saw in eons
And when the peasants came around
He'd tell them all to be gone

Born a bad seed
More than wealth he had greed
Cared not

For the fact his people had nothing to eat
Took a trip into the city
He was killed and mobbed

His wealth was passed out to the people
Not a single one sobbed so...


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OUTRO:

What's here today
Could be gone tomorrow
So be grateful baby