Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song We Keep Marching, artist - Markis Precise
Date of issue: 07.05.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
We Keep Marching |
Still marching, I still feel often |
I still feel closed in like coffin |
Yet I’m living to the fullest canvas painted with a passion |
I turn away from bullets blasted off into the distance |
By the haters and resisters to the change that I sing of |
The rocket ship awaits, so they say |
I wait to board and anxiously depart |
To the skyline beyond the day |
I play the same game since I was a kid in this |
It’s not the same now, not the same instruments |
It’s vital that the level changes |
I wanna move up to those black diamond stages |
Under the view of many more generational ages |
Old and the young, want to appeal to everyone under the sun |
Spending right now I’m ready for the ride, ready for the pride |
That I feel inside when I read the final pages |
My vinyl weighs a ton |
I spend it 'til the song is done, my mind is on the run |
Running off the lip to share the stories under gun |
I hold it to my own dome, the pressure comes from me alone |
I want to change the world man, in a whirlwind of lyrics and experiments |
And romance and fear alone used to be enough to keep my home |
But nothing keeps me strapped in |
On this journey I’m the captain with no map, no strap |
No navigational skill besides belief, fate |
And adapt to the landscape below, now you know |
We keep marching, we keep marching through |
We keep marching, one by one by two |
We keep marching, we keep marching through |
We keep marching, one by one by two (go) |
One by one by two (yeah) |
One by one by two (go) |
One by one by two (yeah) |
One by one by two |
Not a toy soldier, hold this composure |
Far from the closure, harrow to grow you |
To grow me, I must be lonely |
This land is desolate, let’s make the best of it |
I lost the rest of the recipe, yes I did |
She fought aggressively against all there is |
All there was, was a spring, summer, fall |
Winter brought ice that one couldn’t thaw |
Um, one by one by two |
I couldn’t buy shit, I had to march through |
April, May, June, soon |
Maybe they’ll swoon, pay me for the tunes |
When the bud blooms and blossoms, it’s awesome |
If the head room is lost, then it’ll cost them |
His costume was nothing |
His offspring brings offerings and honestly keeps him chugging |
Beats keep bumping, these feet stomping |
Each speech reach peaks beyond is wanting |
At times, the challenge is daunting |
Like trying to find a balance with no allowance for wrong things |
It’s impossible, ain’t it? |
The perfect picture, I’m done trying to paint it |
Sun turn to rain and pleasure to pain |
But I get up again, we get up and get up again |
We keep marching, we keep marching through |
We keep marching, one by one by two |
We keep marching, we keep marching through |
We keep marching, one by one by two (go) |
One by one by two (yeah) |
One by one by two (go) |
One by one by two (yeah) |
One by one by two |
That’s right… I teach you how to walk |