Daniel J. W!shington - Giving Me My Hand lyrics

Should i Decide to continue to decide to be careless before dawn Would it continue to be this hard to understand you A venue for your pride We are the divide Should we come in at high tide In what i see i see no whatever And what if time ain't gonna last til november Theres no thrill in wastecasing So were hopeful on the staging front Actors smell the pain in the soot Takin a major route, tearin down a life stage or two Always represent that route that you say you do If you ever used a could Should could be a way to prove We need know it would happen within minutes, which is delay for you I miss autumn more than LA does up in this earth Wearin some red string that i rubbed in Israeli dirt And no i don't have the energy to leave this apartment Cause we all know failing barely hurts Hoping some day we can make this home full of home Hone in on what we all know at the end of it I hold the strength of a town of a hundred thousand The president was dead when they found him Leave left but never forget home Giving me my hand to throw this stepping stone Progress to process and hold Never stop to get less than owed And I would lick for a grin for a spit for a scream for a gnaw at an eye for an idea fading shortly Some stumble into blazes of glory but I know I know the corpse of the alligator tells a different story Madness through the planlessness and if i plan less, f** that Refuse to be less than a man, one hand a metropolis, the other a ghost town Wrists in charge of the sewer and the irrigation, elbows poke godlessness to God-fearing nations Stop feeling anxious. May as well look at myself and say f** feelings that i sanction Look - if you give me my hand, there'd be no thanks kid And no bangin fist And no pang of brilliance We could blame a one percent Or slay a hundred million