Comeback کے بول

I'll times rolling lacking the flow ache in my throat and wisdom seems so lost and yet its better in ways it's different i miss those old school meditations when relaxing and gettingvisions was a given with my eyes closed i propose a toast to myself to find the time to ask my lord and galaxy to point mein the right direction i got my foot in the door, i gotta keep on writin and stayplanted to this world before i can take off please come back to me i need to say good bye to these old ways stagnant lifestyles nolonger in my way i gotta keep on movin so i pray and wait for a sign from my guides they help me proceed as i lay and dream of my future i miss those times come back to me