Bliss N Eso

Golden Years


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Yeah, check it out it goes like this yo
It's the warmth when it's cold and it's storming
It's drifting off to the sound of rain
It's getting up kicking goals in the morning
It's lifting off from the ground with your flame
It's the strength with stand life lessons
It's the clock as the hands strike seconds
It's my movie where every memory is a colour I collect to expand my spectrum.

It's the simple days
Childhood here and now then it's gone in a instant
Back when the wall around my world was a little too high to see beyond in the distance
It's the smell of the mint in my fresh grass
A little league in the time that I'm so free
It's snow days
Midachellow park with a sledge in the hills and were flying through oak trees
It's the kid who collects cards back in 91 summertime coming out the store n
It's the fact that his rapping is pact put a smile on his dial cause' hes scorin the Jordan
Past times I hold em dear
It's merian vergina bold and clear
The way the leaves on his trees and the streets would fall
And the fall all to paint my golden years and yeah

When the skies grey I live on light rays
I’ve written every page of my life’s play
I’ve drawn through my eyes
I’ve coloured outside the lines
Trying to hold these golden years that are flashing by
When the skies grey I live on light rays
I’ve written every page of my life’s play
I’ve drawn through my eyes
I’ve coloured outside the lines
Trying to hold these golden years that are flashing by

It's a bumpy road
Trying to steer through the years of a genius
Can't conceal what I feel this is real
And the deal is that heals are the tears from a phoenix
And I remember those days with my dad
In the great outdoors getting raised by the land
Not knowing how hard life gets
Call me huckleberry when I start my quest
So jump on my cloud, sit back and lounge
My wings are the size of a rich rappers house
I'll never leave so picture a viking who's
Memory is like christian the Lion
That was me going town to town
On fireworks night you couldn't count me out
My mates older brothers had a hundred of these bungers
Take cover cause' we nearly burnt down the house
I remember when they took away my wutang
Sittin' there till the bell of my school rang
Playing pool on the pool where the rules are abused
My adventure to the centre where the youth hang
And grandma's we'd visit every journey
A living room stage where id mimic Eddie Murphy
Or kid and play and play delirious so damn much they couldn't take me serious

When the skies grey I live on light rays
I’ve written every page of my life’s play
I’ve drawn through my eyes
I’ve coloured outside the lines
Trying to hold these golden years that are flashing by
When the skies grey I live on light rays
I’ve written every page of my life’s play
I’ve drawn through my eyes
I’ve coloured outside the lines
Trying to hold these golden years that are flashing by


Autor(es): M. Mackinnon / Noam Dishon