Planets - Astrala

I am a planet turning 'round the sun With a billion blaze and glory It heeds everyone I am a comet flying through the stars With a trail, a tail of mystery I travel very far Ah... Stars are 'a blinking oh wrap around these shoulders Arms spread out wide Turn falling into fly...

Butterfly searchin' for a relax Pullin' from the jazz stacks 'cause it's Sunday On the air is incense sounds to the ceiling Tried to get this feelin' since Monday Lookin' out the window watchin' all the people go Buggin' off a funny vibe 'cause now it seems they're equal Wonder what would 'Trane say, wonder what my pop say Buggin' off the calmness in the Apple Who me? I'm coolin' in New York, I'm chillin' in New York The hoods is on my block and the brothers at the court The baseball hats is on and the projects is calm Dream time's extended and highly recommended But early birds like me's up checkin' out the scene The early worms jog, forget about your job Just come dig the essence while the decadence is hidden When people act like people the theory is incagin' If you know the norm it's like Hades transformed On Sunday's early hours the city sprouts its flowers So get with the rhythms while you gettin' with the planets Vibe off the jams but don't take them for granted, just chill New York is red hot, New York is red hot New York is red hot, New York is red hot We venture through the streets in search of funky beats Extensive is the travels and it's heavy on the sneaks Ye, it's kickin' out the speakers of the Sunday morning jeepers My man, do planets do it lovely? Am I my brother's keeper? We foot it to the park where the swoon units walk And sit with the Phoenicians diggin' on musicians Hangin' with the rebels sippin' on a sin apple Buggin' with my crew just trippin' in the Apple You be thinkin' peace when you're vibin' with your flock But you be thinkin' damn everybody's got a glock If you got some beef please express that in silence Or else violence But right here is the life it's the children of the concrete Livin' off the fruits and the functions of the fat beats Hip-Hop's all around the members is growin' Please dig on the sounds 'cause the good vibes they snowin' So chill New York is red hot, New York is red hot New York is red hot, New York is red hot New York is red hot, New York is red hot (One, two) New York is red hot, New York is red hot (Three, Four) Wake up, prayin' that the game's on Maybe it's The Runnin' Rebs, maybe it's The Knicks Maybe it's a rerun of an old TV show Like Hawaii 5-0 or karate flicks Maybe if the phone rings butterfly will take wings Speakin' on some cool things frontin' like I cope Born under flat ground now I'm chillin' shaky ground Reachin' for Pacific heights, Sunday is my rope, dig it Sunday's to relax, Sunday's to relax Some Sunday mornin' drama is callin' up my mama The hot line is in, I guess The Silvers knew the deal Vibin' off the jams of the crews on Sugar Hill Lay around and think ain't nothin' to do Checkin' out some frommes, some satre, camus Mingus's Ah Um, damn Roach can drum The DP's are life, there they go, here they come It's time to grab some loot put on the timber boots Checkin' out some dollies, Dali's like Tasha and Kamali NY is a museum with its posters and graffiti If you're in the city on Sunday, come check me, get with me New York is red hot, New York is red hot New York is red hot, New York is red hot New York is red hot, New York is red hot New York is red hot, New York is red hot New York is red hot, New York is red hot New York is red hot, is red hot New York is red hot, New York is red hot New York is red hot, is red hot

Find me up Find me down All around By sound Cause what goes up Must come down I should be found By now Don't try to defend How you keep me in suspense I'll try my best But all my friends they don't forget I just don't know how To sing to your planets When oxygen buries my veins Find me up Find me down All around By sound Cause what goes up Must come down I should be found By now

It's time to tour the planets that make up our solar system C'mon! The closest to the Sun Is the planet Mercury Next, the shrouded planet Venus Is as cloudy as can be The Earth is next—we call it home Let's hope it stays that way! And then there's Mars, it's really red What more can I say? The gassy planet Jupiter's As big as planets come Then there's Saturn with its mighty rings Made up of tiny crumbs We travel on to Neptune That's a gassy, freezing ball And cold and tiny Pluto It's the furthest one of all Well, there you go! That's our solar system (You forgot Uranus) Goodnight, everybody!

She loved to set my heart on fire But I loved the way it burned Her love was like gasoline She poured herself all over to me To light her match and burn through me Wake up, wake up I need to get out of this town right now So I can hear the sound of your heart beating next to mine Our love is tragic Just a tragedy Our love is tragic Just a tragedy Not a day went by where I didn't ever think about your eyes But every dream has to end So now I lay here and pretend that without you I'm not dead Wake up, wake up I need to get out of this town right now So I can hear the sound of your heart beating next to mine Our love is tragic Just a tragedy Our love is tragic Just a tragedy Our love is tragic Just a tragedy Our love is tragic Just a tragedy Wake up, wake up I need to get out of Wake up, wake up I need to get out of Just a tragedy Wake up, wake up I need to get out of this town right now So I can hear the sound of your heart beating next to mine Our love is tragic Just a tragedy Our love is tragic Just a tragedy

Every day that passed made me realize what a mistake I did I should have never left you It was a fucking mistake What's the worst that can happen now I'm already dead here So I tell myself to suck it up cause there's more to life than sad songs I wake up to the sound of her voice calling my name When she wants me back I'll pack up all my belongings And leave this goddamn place so far behind Take me home I don't think you realize the gravity of this My dear Kaitlyn I miss everything about you and the state I once called home I miss the feeling of being free in places we would roam But theres more to our lives than goddamn sad songs I wake up to the sound of her voice calling my name When she wants me back I'll pack up all my belongings And leave this goddamn place so far behind All my friends are back in North Carolina Love never found me in Jersey but I found it in North Carolina I'd do anything just to go back to North Carolina North Carolina It's been such hell Lying Waiting Dying by the ocean I wake up to the sound of her voice calling my name When she wants me back I'll pack up all my belongings And leave this goddamn place so far behind Take me home