Grain of Pepper - Matt Kaff

This planet is on a different frequency Our minds are tuned back into insanity With every means of perversion, the human lifeline recedes An epidemic of blindness Seduction and spreading of seed The Devil pulls on the strings that make us dance This human plague is insignificant We'll fail like those before The rabid bite of these dogs of war The hopes of every man They are lost forever- like a grain of sand No we'll never understand How it slips through our hands Like a grain of sand Resplendent retaliation The spiral of life now unwinds The poisons that we all depend on Our love and our hatred entwined The Devil pulls on the strings that make us dance This human plague is insignificant We'll fail like those before The rabid bite of these dogs of war The hopes of every man They are lost forever- like a grain of sand No we'll never understand How it slips through our hands Like a grain of sand Our minds are tuned back into insanity Into insanity

In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed There's a dying voice within me reaching out somewhere Toiling in the danger and in the morals of despair Don't have the inclination to look back on any mistake Like Cain, I now behold this chain of events that I must break In the fury of the moment I can see the master's hand In every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand Oh, the flowers of indulgence and the weeds of yesteryear Like criminals, they have choked the breath of conscience and good cheer The sun beat down upon the steps of time to light the way To ease the pain of idleness and the memory of decay I gaze into the doorway of temptation's angry flame And every time I pass that way I always hear my name Then onward in my journey I come to understand That every hair is numbered like every grain of sand I have gone from rags to riches in the sorrow of the night In the violence of a summer's dream, in the chill of a wintry light In the bitter dance of loneliness fading into space In the broken mirror of innocence on each forgotten face I hear the ancient footsteps like the motion of the sea Sometimes I turn, there's someone there, other time it's only me I am hanging in the balance of the reality of man Like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand

From them map dot towns to those big cities on the coast From them six lane highways to those old dirt roads We're from different walks of life but at the end of the day When we wanna unwind we're really all the same All red or yellow, black or white We're still red and white and blue inside From sea to shining sea anywhere you go you're gonna find Some Milwaukee wheat being held up on a Saturday night A hometown crowd singing loud let freedom ring, woah A bunch of long neck bottles full of 12 fluid ounces swaying over our heads while we make Some American, amber waves of grain Sometimes we get divided but that aint how it has to be Cuz sometimes we can lift each other higher than purple mountain majesties And put the 'us' in the USA Over some cold and light American mades From sea to shining sea anywhere you go you're gonna find Some Milwaukee wheat being held up on a Saturday night A hometown crowd singing loud let freedom ring, woah A bunch of long neck bottles full of 12 fluid ounces swaying over our heads while we make Some American, amber waves of grain So lets raise 'em up higher than a July firework lighting up her spacious skies From sea to shining sea, Golden Gate to Lady Liberty From sea to shining sea anywhere you go you're gonna find Some Milwaukee wheat being held up on a Saturday night A hometown crowd singing loud let freedom ring, woah A bunch of long neck bottles full of 12 fluid ounces swaying over our heads while we make Some American, amber waves of grain Amber waves of grain

Träume die kentern Pläne verbrannt Schatten zeichnen Rest in Peace an die Wand Im Kaff der guten Hoffnung Find ich keine Hoffnung Mein Viertel Jahrhundert Auf einer Straße verteilt Immer wieder aufsteh'n Morgens so kalt Unter jedem Bordstein les ich eine Story Hier darf ich nicht auffall'n Antihometownglory But baby I'm sorry Wann raff ich dass ich viel mehr kann Außer diesen Standard man Die graue Stadt geht schlafen dann Fängt Alles von vorne an Träume die kentern Pläne verbrannt Schatten zeichnen Rest in Peace an die Wand Im Kaff der guten Hoffnung Find ich keine Hoffnung Träume die kentern Pläne verbrannt Schatten zeichnen Rest in Peace an die Wand Im Kaff der guten Hoffnung Find ich keine Hoffnung Ja dieser Beat muntert Die Seele der Szene auf Der Vorstadtdschungel hat uns Hoffnung verkauft Unter jedem Bordstein les ich eine Story Hier darf ich nicht auffall'n Antihometownglory War nie n Teil eurer Lobby Wann raff ich dass ich viel mehr kann Außer diesen Standart man Die graue Stadt geht schlafen dann Fängt alles von vorne an Träume die kentern Pläne verbrannt Schatten zeichnen Rest in Peace an die Wand Im Kaff der großen Hoffnung Find ich keine Hoffnung Träume die kentern Pläne verbrannt Schatten zeichnen Rest in Peace an die Wand Im Kaff der guten Hoffnung Find ich keine Hoffnung