The Getten Brothers – Morning Dew lyrics

Looking for something that’s already here
Everyone holds the key to the kingdom
Get quiet, hear the bells
Ring them

How do you find one second in a year?
How do I see something if I believe it’s not there?
How do I sit if it’s not in a chair?

Patience, unlearning
Only you know your path
We’re all going

No such thing as first, last
Time is illusion, it doesn’t exist
Just attention, focus
And minds that play tricks
Creates sits

Circumstances
To learn from the Soul
Dipping the cup in the bowl
The jug, a hug

Embrace your inner for you are me
We share the same dinner

Translating for a substance that can think
But can’t speak
Now it can through me, through you
These ideas leak

Building a better future for the children,
For the meek (for the meek)
For the gods and goddess on the thrones
Vibrating tones of thought, Frequency

A message to the cosmos (to the cosmos)
Return to order, back to harmony
Convergence of one, call
The Invisible army

Inside it is done, just stand strong
Just stay true to always do what we do
Why we came here
Our mission remembered

We are the ones
We start in September
The journey
It could be winding

Many tests we must face
All in good timing
Just stay true, stay true
And you’ll find it!

The life of someone who sees
But can't explain what he’s seeing
What’s the point of living?
No less tired of being oppressed

Betrayed by suits about who’s best dressed
In this brand prison (Gucci)
Think the division has divided
And cops commiting the violence

Racist uniforms worn, by the ones informed
Why do I relate more to Gandhi and MLK
Than the president today?

It feels life my peers are terrorists
Crucifying classmates
Governments giving drugs to the streets
When the suit’s distribution rings the bell

(Ding, ding)

Markets open, you couldn’t tell that the briefcase broken?
It short a bag, the revolution of toe tags
Won’t be televised
Love for fellow friends and third eyes

We in this to heal and thrive
Not fear to survive
So high to be grounded is why
I’m stretching like a rubber band

Money May working to pay taxes
Flexible access, elastic masses
It’s Christmas Glasses

Oh, snapping with the poets who know it
And show it, condone it to grow it
Just prolong the evil
Nothing’s in the middle

Trivialize why I live
With the problems that they give:
Hunger, pride, survive
Dress up like the enemy so we fight each other

Give us addiction and feed us prescription
Press on inscription of head and tails
In this description of life we revolt
And they kill the pope
The pure are tainted with hope

Gotta stand for your neighbor to cope
Even if your legs broke
Brothers are more than just blood (That’s what’s up)
Family’s thicker than mud (Ayo, I got you bro)

Demons tread through our head
Then the devil said, said your mine
And that’s fine, you could have my ego
As I let go, and flow
To the next episode
(Flow, to the next episode)