Chorus
Aura of the sky raining down
Eye's open from the wind of the South
Temperature so cold, in the air so cold
From the bottom to top you think of what you see in heaven
Verse 1
The entrance of the holy gates, makes you think
Of what you think of paradise
The home of the Sun
The place where my fixed broken kites are floating down from
The place air balloons of dreams take form of
The place where the Heavenly Father's house is
I just want to say my Father that I know I make mistakes
I know age comes with experience
My 22nd birthday is on the other side of the fence
Eye's of another year of age is through the lense
Bags on my back wondering where I'll be
Temperature below 3
Tryna make these chains on me freed
Not hold me in a cell of my head
Atoms bouncing off walls of what I haven't yet said
My conscious in 7th speed
Tryna live life, coins of good deeds
In the city, the night crawlers feed
Paint on the walls they bleed
Verse 2
In your soul they want the key
In their eye's money of the essential greed
Their hearts not pleased
Strings out only to lease
Lord help me
Help me see things in your eye's
Let me see the scripture in your language
Let the aura of the light bust out the gauge
Now I'm feelin' stuck in this constant daze
Tryna save what I'm paid
Tryna record before my last years when things fade
Cuz in my life it felt like chapters in my life fell from the Empire State
Broken from the case, with no date
Clear eye's cuz I got to bring peace to my gate
Man I got a lot on my plate
Back and forth...I paced
Chorus
Aura of the sky raining down
Eye's open from the wind of the South
Temperature so cold, in the air so cold
From the bottom to top you think of what you see in heaven
Verse 3
A quarter after 7 in the mornin' I wear my armour
In my heart it's the story of Pour Lamour
Except it feels like when I open the door, I fall many floors
It carries the sadness as I play the most sorrowful guitar chords
Scales and charts on another level
High notes reached several
On windows it poured
Rained the image of my soul
Crept out from my soles
Questioned..if I'm truly ready
If I am truly happy
Hoping nothing fiending is running behind me
I need the bridge of my dreams
Can't be halfway and it breaks from under me
Verse 4
I'm here, I'm fighting..I'm standing for what I believe
One mind set of what I've seen in history
The fire never ceased
Became a Freedom Writer when I was freed
We the people are the Kings and the Queens
Bright future for whichever we deem
My hands drew the clouds spaced
Room for the holy horizon Sun
I actually got air in my lungs
Haven't had that in months
My adrenaline was jumped
My faith tested
but things weren't bested
Cuz I always remember the promise I made in 2008
The most clearest date
I'll get to where I want to before I die
I'll get there before I'm in the tan sharp dressed suit in the casket
At my funeral I don't want it to rain
Only want opened eye's of dreams
Just happiness, not money tied things
Lord God watch over me
Lord oh please
Chorus
Aura of the sky raining down
Eye's open from the wind of the South
Temperature so cold, in the air so cold
From the bottom to top you think of what you see in heaven
