A Slice of Dreamscape - Yağmur Sarıgül

A slice of Mount Zion is for I! A slice of Mount Zion is for I! I pray to Jah honesty To please let me live honestly Love my brother that's all I need I need no riches just harmony A slice of Mount Zion is for I! A slice of Mount Zion is for I! I'm willing Jah to lay down At Zion doorway like a foot mat Even the saints of Zion Trod upon my back and enter in, but A slice of Mount Zion is for I! A slice of Mount Zion is for I! I pray every day to see The falling of the wicked men I know that wickedness will prevail But only for a little while A slice of Mount Zion is for I! A slice of Mount Zion is for I! Cannot got to Zion with your force Have manners and enter Jah house You cannot live here with your big gun All you got to di is help me pray Let's kneel on our knees and clasp our hands And say: "Father, please help me" A slice of Mount Zion is for I! A slice of Mount Zion is for I! Children having children Poverty upon the door I've seen white squall Walking on the street With man under arrest. A slice of Mount Zion is for I! Satan is around us like a roaring lion Seeking Jah children To devour all the days of our lives Like a hungry eagle, flying through the sky Seeking form and soul to devour But don't let him catch us A slice of Mount Zion is for I! Hear me, when I say: A slice of Mount Zion is for I! Hear me when I pray Give me strength oh Jah I pray With thy manna up from Mount Zion And no one can give satisfaction But thee alone Sit up on thy throne, and Pardon our transgression, and Stretch forth pity to thy children In the morning sun A slice of Mount Zion is for I! A slice of Mount Zion belongs to I! A slice of Mount Zion is for I!

A slice of time Curling, peeling Back from the edge of the knife Light fluttering As if between two trains Motordrive frames of life Long blends of days Stream into nights Consciousness barely coping The land going by seems level But really the tracks are Increasingly sloping Images, images, images, images Arranged against a blank wall Images, images, images, images Telling the truth to us all Pluck out a day A week or an hour HOLD IT UP, HOLD IT UP TO THE LIGHT Freeze the frame Really look at the faces With all of your sight See the eyes Looking at you Immerse yourself into that minute My teacher said time is elastic I wonder just what I'll find in it Images, images, images, images Arranged against a blank wall Images, images, images, images Telling the truth to us all A slice of time Curling, peeling Back from the edge of the knife