Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Source, artist - DesdamonaDate of issue: 25.06.2007
Song language: English
The Source |
| Lullabies linger like lollipops on luscious lips |
| I grab the mic but it slips from my grip |
| Sticks like the sweet to my tooth cavities |
| Like gravity, capture me, pull me back to eternity |
| My wisdom focused on the future, grasped to the past |
| Got to hold on make that goodness last |
| Contrast is twisted, static, plastic misfits |
| Invade my vision, ascension apprehended |
| Resurrection fades to oblivion |
| True and living ones |
| Set to crucifixion by the light of the sun |
| There’s only one love and there’s only one light |
| 365 division but there’s only one fight |
| So put down your map and set your own course |
| And if you get lost remember love |
| Yeah, love is the source |
| Love is the light |
| Love is the reason |
| So love your life |
| Love is the source |
| Love is the light |
| Love love is the reason |
| So love your life |
| Love love love |
| Depressants be manic and panic is drastic |
| These kids sniff candy for the magic, tragic |
| Pandemic narcotic is caustic they drop it |
| To rocket, the cosmic, motion makes them nauseous |
| Not cautious of consequence, palpable evidence |
| It drains remains of the innate sixth sense |
| Hence forth we shall be the children chemically dependent |
| Stimulant mastering, reshaping the remnants |
| Of the beauty we used to be, yes possess |
| Rotten to the core when we used to be fresh |
| We used to be fresh |
| We used to connect |
| We used to be love and we used to respect |
| We used to know life and we used to protect |
| We used to be conscious of the things we ingest |
| Synthetic static wreaks havoc on the innocent |
| Rhetoric spastic bleeds panic power negligent |
| Intelligent showers manic sees plastic magic |
| Relevant hour frantic plea passive stagnant |
| What’s really going down? |
| What’s going down? |
| Epidemic spreads wide, force of the magnet |
| Evident contusions, it’s no coincidence |
| Prevalent loss of hope, slip knots the rope |
| Strange fruit hung from dysfunctional family tree |
| Carbon monoxide killing us inside |
| Blind to the signs while our eyes are open wide |
| I can’t see you can’t see me |
| And we content to walk this earth blindly |
| Remember love |
| Remember light |
| Remember reason |
| Remember life |