Cycles

Ain't tryna rock no boats Ain't tryna step on no toes Ain't tryna bust no bowls But I'm just trying to get home Cause the moon is bright, the sheets are dark The kids in the alley, they're howling I walk the streets, trying to find a place to sit A person to talk to But all I have is you, this ghost inside my brain I'm lost in the light I'm feeling really bright I don't wanna spend the night I just want a cool breeze Warm stream while we're looking at the trees I'm howling, I'm howling Lost in the night I really wanna cry I don't sleep at night I'm going out with those kids, we're howling, we're howling Kids, we do what is right We do what is wrong But what is right? Please explain to me what is wrong We do what we feel We make our own path Hop out now We're the indigo We're the indigos and we're all going to another place Not tryna find another name Not tryna get in another body I'm going to ascension, baby you cannot stop me You cannot stop me Cause the moon is bright, the sheets are dark The kids in the alley, they're howling I walk the streets, trying to find a place to sit A person to talk to But all I have is you, this ghost inside my brain I'm lost in the tide I don't think I can get out I'm swimming from that sharp mouth And that island of the doll is really far away I don't think I will make it at all But I fall With some Atlanteans, Nephilims, the Martians and some Anunnaki, we all fall What happens when we fall? We go down in consciousness and we rise into a light like What the heck is happening? Why am I here? Why can I sing? Why am I across the sea? This is crazy I wanna go home, I wanna go home