I believe in the good things comin’. Who have I been, who am I becomin’. Take a walk with the cedars hummin’, cityscapin’ sunset stunnin’, every fire kindle burnin’, every empty space is fillin’.
I am no master, I know nothin’ but I am a servant I know somethin’. Definitely still young.
More pages more words to my story, more grace, more meaning unfoldin’. Two shakes and I’m feelin’ weightless, heart aches but its actually painless.
Everything’s already alright, always alright.
I’m black as night with a little bit of moonlight shining from my center within.
You got the keys but I’ll never keep my door locked, you can always come right in and if my arms are full you can bet your sweet ass I will drop that shit right then. I might be busy but I always got some time to surrender to your beauty, beauty, beauty, beauty.
I believe in the good things comin’.
I’m not sure if those words are exact, I translated by ear. This isn’t the entire song, I just picked the parts that were relevant. So fucking relevant, it’s insane. So much gratitude to zamboonie for the introduction.