Better Days, Better Nights

Better days, Better nights



Better wings so I can be in flight

So I sing so that I can ease this plight

Bigger dreams so I can reach my heights



I bereave the night because...

I can see the light





Better days better nights



Better soil that I can plant my seeds

Better oil in my soul tank called believe

I store heaven in my pen, so hell must leave



To old things I flee

Old things I flee...



Better days , better nights



Better fists so I complete this fight

Better gifts that I offer, my presents my write

when my ink hits my paper

I can see the light

It will be alright



Right Right



It will be alright.



P.O.P.

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