SidA - #Book of Myths

 

All my haters

My doubters

I’m a supernatural fighter

 

 

Marvels, mysteries, magical to men

No rest without some answers to 'em

So we make our own explanations to 'em

So we will answer our own questions to 'em

Think a little less (bruh) so we feel at peace with 'em

we bleed when we fell, so we start talking with 'em

The dear little thing that's stuck in the skies looking at them

 

 

Full of questions I’ll always be

Free to ask it freely, can you see me?

Flowers from seeds growing to be

Wonderfully that you felt me

Wondering how it all came to be

Asking all I think know these mysteries see

How many stars are there we can’t see

What are they made of and came to be

What makes the wind blow so cold and free

How does a tower raise from a tiny seed

Lingering marvelously for answers

They don’t always satisfy me

I was given reasons which seemed

Just as difficult to understand we

Puzzled and told something -[anything]-

Much less interesting than thinking freely

Young ones told to wait to grow -[glowingly]-

To be learning answers at school you see -[lying to me]-

Now we older and begun to understand

Very little about the wonderful laws

That govern the universe and give

Place to the myriad of stars -[been to Mars]-

 

 

A home was imagined for 'em

The world for them

Not only peopled by men

Signs of presence beyond some man

Perceived on land and on the pure, swayed, water

In the air we breath and the sky we see (oh see)

 

 

You can tell by my alienated bars

Whereas once I saw without physical laws

The great and obvious marvels

Now again becoming aware -[without fear]-

That everything, even the stone waysider

Scarcely less than the sun itself has a story

Interesting and exciting as any fairy-tale

Teller has ever told for kids to be sold

While losing their natural soul -[world so cold]-

So when you read the myths and legends

I’ve been told, remember how you felt before

Humanity made you sore, ended your soaring

Made us snoring for our minds not boring

The lies told to answer the questions

Explaining the things that before

Was so puzzling and delighting you

Remember the early days of a nation’s

History where even the grown didn’t frown

Just as you felt when you were

Just a very little child with a free mind

 

 

Marvels, mysteries, magical to men

No rest without some answers to 'em

So we make our own explanations to 'em

So we will answer our own questions to 'em

Think a little less (bruh) so we feel at peace with 'em

we bleed when we fell, so we start talking with 'em

The dear little thing that's stuck in the skies looking at them

 

 

And so they answered me

And so they told me

They answered me

They told me

 

 

Yeah I’m a superpower -[Superpowers]-

Connected higher every hour

Best friend a black Knight

Orbiting in flight strongest at night

Like a satellite I might bite

Flow like a kite up like at site

Recently discovered where -[Discovered here]-

The sun go in night-time

Dark-side of the moon be mine

Running out of time -[out of time]-

But I am father time yeah

So this written destiny is mine

Remember a time not so long ago

When this world was quite new

Mow when I go wondering how

The sun and moon and stars show

The wind and the rain turn to snow

Buds that came on trees for free

Now it’s time to set SidA out freely

 

 

Marvels, mysteries, magical to men

No rest without some answers to them

So we make our own explanations to them

So we answer our own questions to them

Think a little less so we feel at rest with them

Hurt when we fell, so we start talking with them

The dear little star in the skies looking at them