A Perfect World feat. Percept
A Perfect World
1st Verse - Nostradomus
2nd Verse - Percept
This is not a perfect world if our children inhale debris
and it's not a perfect world if our hearts freeze without a beat
This is not a perfect world if other countries hate us for being free,
its not a perfect world if visions of the future is impossible to see...
Now here we are amid the tears and the laughter,
Still patiently waiting for our happily ever after
A world where you could have everthing your heart desires,
But the perfect love committed will set the world on fire
These hearts were woven of human joys, poise, and cares,
The years had inclined them with weaknesses, though dawn was theirs
Washed marvellously with sorrow, rapid clasp, swift to mirth,
And sunset, shattered by death and the colours of the earth
These had seen movement, told to be true and heard music, known
Felt the quick stir of wonder, the beginning; heaven sat alone
Slumber and waking; loved; left with despair gone proudly friended,
Beautiful flowers and grass and love, all this has ended
There are waters blown by dynamic winds, God known as a crafter,
Grasses lit by the rich skies, aesthetic winds caused laughter
Frost, with a gesture, guides the smooth waves that dance,
Unbroken glory, glistening stars gave a gathered radiance
And wandering loveliness, non-appearance, he leaves a white,
A width, a shining peace, under the night..
Scattered souls across the globe, are rotting existence,
though the stench of the deceased, hygene has became resistant
Listen to the derelicts, the broken politic speeches,
read between the lines, you'll see where decievement has became to meet this
We bow and fold our hands, though tainted republicans see this,
only one out of 3 soldiers die with no funeral, a sign of bleakness!
Families become dysfunctional, dismantled, and entangled,
held by a string burning and screams deafening, over a volcano
Sacrificed by fire, a bullet pierces not only his chest,
punctures the heart of his family, just that cant effect the rest
We're ruined, household silent, sitting at a table quiet,
while the President is hiding under his desk, secreting himself from a riot
He's a concealed leader, voters around the world, tear down his throne,
We could reign hell on these mortals, until law is overthrown
And as we sleep in serenity, with thoughts of fulfilled dreams,
Bush smiles with misery......the crescent moon gleams.
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imagine waking up to a life of utopian bliss
having someone there to catch you at the you moment you slip
no loathing events and never would you hope or attempt
to cope with the tension cause it wouldn't be shown to prevent
control would be dense, with it, the only weight on your shoulders
the wait would be over, the alcoholics brain would be sober
a high self esteem and a smile would grab the face of a loner
until the nomad is so glad it's his last day as a rover
no oasis to chauffer, crime would be completely forgotten
with old age, opague, and the only reason for coffins
poverty would be blocked and, every society would be mocking
the other society cause propriety would be often
the mind would be lost in a world that wouldn't need heaven or hell
where the westside story would only take a second to tell
happy endings would be repetitive no yelling for help
nor would i worry of poverty or try embellishing wealth
cause everything felt would be great and the hate would erase
safety would stay stoned in its stature and remain in one shape
and everything you ever wanted would take place at a rate
that eventually are history would be replaced with our fate
i'll explain in a way that you understand it really isn't funny
cause our society is eclipsed you see the city isn't sunny
it's pitiful and crummy people turn anything to money
all expalined at your local bookstore in Relativity for Dummies
forgive me if it's something to hard for you to accept
the only thing we have to look forward to in the future is death
pollutions been set with second hand smoke ruining breath
god set up a system for life but sickness diluted the sex
the truth is complex nowadays even schools have been vexed
with students annexed to violence and then refusing a test
all due to a mess of things built and induced by a stress
so he uses the Wes and from a trench coat shoots up his ex
abuse is direct you hurt your girl and then hope they reprieve
but when they don't you can see your perfect world is now prone to delete
at that moment you're free the bliss becomes a utopian plea
focus depletes and your brainstorm forms cyclones in the sea
now your only belief is soon you'll be all alone in your grief
and its apparent incoherence has brought your soul to its knees
when your parents get embarrassed and then you're thrown to the streets
tempers flairing this declares you to get control of your feet
and stop being lonely and weak cause your life is what you make it
just Keanu Reeve your problems and start finding good replacements
cause denial is so contagious a design in all locations
so you have to find your confidence, confide and just be patient
but try not to be anxious because time has limitations
if you rush it may be rugged and apply an imitation
a benign reiteration within Prime illiteration
cause a Perfect Place is Pessimistic Per Providing Penetration
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In a perfect world
There'd be no tears
There'd be no killing
There'd be no fears
In a perfect world
There'd be no pain
There'd be no sadness
There'd be no bane
In a perfect world
There'd be no dying
There'd be no grieving
There'd be no lying
In a perfect world
There'd be no leaving
There'd be no greed
There'd be no needing
.....In a perfect world.
