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lb productions - the road lyrics

[intro]
inspire me, inspire you

[hook]
if we pick up all the pieces, can…
can we find a way to make it there…

[verse 1]
it started with a rhythm, it started with a bass
it started with the soul of essence coursing through my veins
undeniably i had it in my heart to make it
but something deep inside of me just wouldn’t let me take it
a series of events unfolded, my path was unveiled
with persistence as my right hand man, it was time to set sail
i left restraints by thе door and picked up my convictions
i packed my focus, stubborn nature plus a littlе diction
the convoluted webwork kept my intuition sharp
had some resilience in my pocket just in case things fell apart
i left my heart in pieces, one less target for the practice
of disincentives taken, shots suggestive of the malice
i entertained some hindrances every now and then
got distracted by the discourse, a time or two again
obstacles of my creation, timetables portrayed
voices raise in contention, but i haven’t lost my way

[hook]
if we pick up all the pieces, can…
bring it back, bring it back
can we find a way to make it there
if we pick up all the pieces, can…
bring it back, bring it back
can we find a way to make it there
[verse 2]
every stumble magnified, every drawback finely detailed
the double takes and whispers gently suppressed by my travail
with scattered dreams and disordered thoughts i wanted to untangle
sun in the distance, a zephyr’s blowing at an angle
fragments of a night so long ago past re_annealing
incessantly the memories will strip me of that feeling
thematically i watch reintroducing every era
blockades of charades played within an unjust era
the burden bearer bound by workings of an intricate mind
trudging onward with shadowless and without a sign
but by the weight of my knapsack, all the contents and the focus
told me it was high time that i dropped a pound of hopeless
shake off a few shreds of doubt and retie my sneakers
close my eyes and visualize the bass bumping through the speakers
the rustle of the leaves beside my feet added to the beat
so i cleared my head and brushed away the dust of incomplete

[hook]
if we pick up all the pieces, can…
bring it back, bring it back
can we find a way to make it there
if we pick up all the pieces, can…
bring it back, bring it back
can we find a way to make it there
[verse 3]
i knew before i got going the journey would be long
but sometimes we gotta force ourselves to keep keeping on
every now and then compulsion gets a little heavy
till it trickles down my cheeks and reminds me that i’m ready
driven by the calling, slightly blurred by the commitment
i shook off anything that barely bordered on sufficient
consistent with the perseverance felt so incredible
now the writings on the wall were no longer legible
i had it in my mind, there was no choice but to finish
it was in this moment that all my inadequacies diminished
all the qualms i conquered, every sleepless night i kept
for everything i gave up and for all that i have left
release the sighs of anguish, slowly drawing a new breath
the road becomes more bearable with each devoted step
each relentless second from this sentence i sustain
brings me back and takes me there, by my name i shall remain

- lb productions lyrics

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