What You Create

by Brent Berry

All rights reserved, Brent Berry Publications 2007

Been watching for signs of trouble along the way
Prepare my body, my mind, and my soul to play
With my weaons of choice, 2 congas and my one given voice
I'll trek back to this world I was born to play in.

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'Cause it's what you create, how you relate
I'll meet you at the gates of Zion, if we can make it past the lion.

Wicked senses of reality, caught in lines of insanity
Get it while you can, some people say
I got no need to prove it, but if you want me to I can move it
'Cause when that time come's on down, you got to be moving on.

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Lost my way from times of old, trippin' on silver and gold
I'll take a chance on the road less traveled alone
You gotta make your choice and choose it, learn the lesson and you'll use it
'Cause when that time comes on down, we've got to be moving on.

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