Over in Brooklyn - Tubelord

To think we need a reader

Verse the speech for meaning

Separate the language

Tear apart the writers

Oh, celebration

Who said, «are you on?»

People who know you act so surprised

None the wiser

Rise up

God, ambition as a youth

I’m getting older

This is my final phase

Fame, in light

Swallow in the faith I forget to write

Between a reason, my reason died

Old, celebration

Arise, a song for the sky

Dodge the air in your light

All over the world

Here I am, now

Touch is not a reason

To pour out the lungs

Save it for the morning

Roll over

Tape record it ???

Count about a ???

Our dreams entwined

Reveal the truth in morning

Laying still

We kiss

Hesitate

In case, friends

Hear our lips align

Collect words we share

Laying still we kiss, hesitate

In case friends hear, our lips align

Collect the words, we share

The mass compare

A touch to send

The space between