Tick Of Time
(Verse 1) Lady Paradox
The end of October - the sun's down/ it’s the month that I come out bringing the good sound of love now/as i touch ground seeing much doubt - is it the season of believing? as I look round, November - time to cut down, too much pounds spent last year, now I’m back here seeing what i saw last year, reminiscing on past tears, and people seem to lack cheer, I’m in the atmosphere but everybody seems sad here, they hear my music and their moving but they act weird, another bad year, I’m on track – clear as to where I’m going, in motion and I’ve been chosen to open the Christmas moment, take a moment –in the charts trying settle hearts that have been frozen, spread my art but I’ve fixed no-one.
(Hook)
Im the music that moves you, soothes you, you think you choose me, the truth is i choose you, im in tune to everything you do, im the jazz, im the soul, im the blues too
im the music that moves you, soothes you, you think you choose me, the truth is i choose you, im in tune to everything you do, im the jazz, im the soul, im the blues too!
(Verse 2) Sam Sure
And my views stay slightly tainted by the system, hop trains up town and everybody's distant, spit a little wisdom, simple opinions, humble beginning's, blue sky and rhythm and inspiration, i stay basic creative, few tapes of breaks, tins of paint I'm forgettin' hatred, forever trying to keep my head up, i glide, you weak rappers strut but cant touch my inside, kind of peace state of mind, changing the tide, guide for the blind, that's my direction, you with me or step aside, feel alive, sick of life passin' me by like bizarre ride, far cry from living each day right but recently, speech has been peacefully easier, the blue sky, turns to sepia and then to black and as long as the mornings are glorious I'm a make tracks.
Tick Of TimeLRC歌词
(Verse 1) Lady Paradox
The end of October - the sun's down/ it’s the month that I come out bringing the good sound of love now/as i touch ground seeing much doubt - is it the season of believing? as I look round, November - time to cut down, too much pounds spent last year, now I’m back here seeing what i saw last year, reminiscing on past tears, and people seem to lack cheer, I’m in the atmosphere but everybody seems sad here, they hear my music and their moving but they act weird, another bad year, I’m on track – clear as to where I’m going, in motion and I’ve been chosen to open the Christmas moment, take a moment –in the charts trying settle hearts that have been frozen, spread my art but I’ve fixed no-one.
(Hook)
Im the music that moves you, soothes you, you think you choose me, the truth is i choose you, im in tune to everything you do, im the jazz, im the soul, im the blues too
im the music that moves you, soothes you, you think you choose me, the truth is i choose you, im in tune to everything you do, im the jazz, im the soul, im the blues too!
(Verse 2) Sam Sure
And my views stay slightly tainted by the system, hop trains up town and everybody's distant, spit a little wisdom, simple opinions, humble beginning's, blue sky and rhythm and inspiration, i stay basic creative, few tapes of breaks, tins of paint I'm forgettin' hatred, forever trying to keep my head up, i glide, you weak rappers strut but cant touch my inside, kind of peace state of mind, changing the tide, guide for the blind, that's my direction, you with me or step aside, feel alive, sick of life passin' me by like bizarre ride, far cry from living each day right but recently, speech has been peacefully easier, the blue sky, turns to sepia and then to black and as long as the mornings are glorious I'm a make tracks.
