Poetry in Motion

Release Date: 10/27/2017

  1. Moving Stones
  2. I Can’t Stop Dreaming
  3. Tried My Best
  4. More
  5. Fire In The Sky
  6. Everything To Me
  7. Life Support
  8. Bad News
  9. To Whom It May Concern
  10. Sing To Me
  11. I Found You

LYRICS

1. Moving Stones

Written by Jacob Hemphill

you say “there’s gotta be a better way” for you
but see, you’re staying in the same old groove
ignoring the fight and blind to the light,
you’re hoping and praying, but never making that move
the earth’s just moving in the way it does
spinning in the space waiting for your want
do you really need it, what you “really needed,”
slipping from your touch

you could do it right now, let a little light out
we’re moving stones
looking for the inside remembering the real life
we covered up…

can you put it down, never pick it back up…
hate it so much that you give it all up…
finding that center, do you remember,
when you were a kid all you need was love
I guess that kid will never be back again
looking around at every one of your friends…
some are doing “worse” so you are feeling “better”…
never getting up

you could do it right now, let a little light out
we’re moving stones
looking for the inside remembering the real life
we covered up
you could do it right now, let a little light out
we’re moving stones
looking for the inside remembering the real life
we covered up…

there’s a little secret in every one
we say “only if we knew what it was…”
then we do nothing
calling it something…
suffering alone is so much fun
listening to voices, hearing it loud
only real point is to drown it out…
do you really want it, what you really “wanted”
…start right now

you could do it right now, let a little light out
we’re moving stones
looking for the inside remembering the real life
we covered up

you could do it right now, let a little light out
we’re moving stones
looking for the inside remembering the real life
we covered up…

2. I Can’t Stop Dreaming

Written by Jacob Hemphill

I’m wide awake and it’s still moving in my head
all these questions that I have
from all the rooms that I have left
little children have a way of loving hard until they don’t
growing old is getting older,
every minute that I come to know, I’m…

waiting for my conscience calling
listening to hear me talking
slowing down the rate of motion
focusing inside an ocean
catching myself falling over
looking backwards seeing no one
walking through this lucid dream again
and I can’t stop dreaming…

sometimes I just start to forget it
I let it fade out for a second…
and then it comes back, and it’s a whirlwind,
tearing up inside of me…
I never succeed to explain it
the words, they escape me in it…
never ever leaving what was long ago planted in my brain
it stays, it just…

waiting for my conscience calling
listening to hear me talking
slowing down the rate of motion
focusing inside an ocean
catching myself falling over
looking backwards seeing no one
walking through this lucid dream again
and I can’t stop dreaming…

all the changes but still everything’s the same
there’s this world that can’t withstain
so there’s a purpose in our pain
it’s calling me inside my heart from whence I came
looking down over my shoulder
I feel it falling down again, like I’m just…

waiting for my conscience calling
listening to hear me talking
slowing down the rate of motion
focusing inside an ocean
catching myself falling over
looking backwards seeing no one
walking through this lucid dream again

well I’m waiting for my conscience calling now
slowing down the rate of motion
and I’ve been holding on to what is gone
to what I lost through this lucid dream again

3. Tried My Best

Written by Jacob Hemphill

I feel it when my dreams tear right into my soul
feel it in my heart when my blood runs cold
see it in the nighttime, always in the rain…
hear it in the thunder and lightning
take me to my memory, take me to the start,
come in through the window, tearing me apart
feel it in the nightmare, always in the rain
see it in the memory coming back again and
I always said…

the only thing that ever made sense
is when I can feel it
the only thing that ever made sense
is just to carry and conceal it all
just know that I tried my best
in the only way that I knew how
I’m still doing it now, I’m still doing it now
cause I’m still doing it now…

get me to the stage now, put us in the light
make it feel real and make it feel right
floating down the concrete, flying in the sky
I think we found the bloodstream of our life
play me in the particle, put me in the mix…
make it like it used to, make it all fit
I really miss the old days, covered in light
I wanna feel closer, I wanna feel alive
and I always tried

the only thing that ever made sense
is when I can feel it
the only thing that ever made sense
is just to carry and conceal it all
just know that I tried my best
in the only way that I knew how
and I’m still doing it now, I’m still doing it now
and I’m still doing it now…

4. More

Written by Jacob Hemphill

you see the money like the dollar is your “friend” now
you see the human as the “race” that you can win now
you see the animal as “food” to fill the plate now
you see your brother as the “reason” you can hate now
you see the “family” as little, two or three, so
you treat the rest as if the aren’t even people
you trust the “government” plus you trust the “steeple”
get on your knees nothing’s “equal”

we call “more, more, more…”
they say until you got it all, you got nothing at all
they cry “more, more, more…”
just gimme “more, more, more…”
and so I’m sayin who are we and what have we become
And what do I keep dreaming of…
what am I dreaming of…

what if we treated our daughters like our sons more..
and told em living off your looks will leave you done for…
and told em truth is in yourself and you’re the reason…
but we give em makeup and tell em “this you should believe in”
it’s been a hundred years and these girls are not free
we let em vote and tell em that should make em happy
but they see that sex and prostitution’s what you’re after…
you turn our sister to a beautiful disaster

“more, more, more”
it happens “more, more, more”
they say until you got it all, you got nothing at all
they cry “more, more, more”
just gimme “more, more, more…”
and so I’m sayin who are we and what have we become
And what do I keep dreaming of…
what am I dreaming of…
can’t stop dreaming of…
what am I dreaming of…

what if the pace was slower like the four seasons, and…
what if “1 Love” was something every 1 believed in, and …
what if a slap across the left was just a reason
to give the right every time the left was bleeding, and…
what if the leaders were leadership that we needed, and…
what if the bible learned to speak instead of preaching it,
live “love your brother like yourself” instead of “heathens,” and…
what if this world was a beautiful place to be in…
what if earth was a beautiful world to live in, and…
what if that was “more”…

5. Fire In The Sky

Written by Jacob Hemphill
we just move on a minute, we go first on a second
if the sky is the limit, our earth is the blessing
every second you’re in it, every minute your guessing
calls for celebration into this life that you’re slipping
slip sliding away and you know it’s never enough
you hear it beg you for more and so on your knees you get up
we are the poetry in motion, we’re the fire in the sky
slip sliding with purpose into the black, into the…

sky and stars, and feeling the suggestion
that we were, and are, connected
in the essence of a final plan, much bigger than us
like a memory that you just can’t touch
like the universe, is a circle at its basic
and the world spins round cause everything changes
and the resting place of the human race

is the sky and stars
and the poetry is just us
it’s just us…

in every city we live in, we take the chance that we’re given
we take the day at it’s word, we speak the truth that we listen
we make the dreamer the real, we make the rebel the god
we make the hero forever and make each other the law
well I never felt it before in the way that I feel it now
it’s in the air that we breath and create the life that we love
so until we meet again I am forever your friend
slip sliding with purpose into the black, into the..

sky and stars, and feeling the suggestion
that we were, and are, connected
in the essence of a final plan, much bigger than us
like a memory that you just can’t touch
like the universe, is a circle at its basic
and the world spins round cause everything changes
and the resting place of the human race
is the sky and stars
and the poetry is just us
it’s still us
It’s just us

so we just move on a minute, we go first on a second
if the sky is the limit, our earth is the blessing
every second you’re in it, every minute your guessing
calls for celebration into this life that you’re slipping
slip sliding away and you know it’s never enough
you hear it beg you for more and so on your knees you get up
we are the poetry in motion, we’re the fire in the sky
slip sliding with purpose into the black, into the…

sky and stars, and feeling the suggestion
that we were, and are, connected
in the essence of a final plan, much bigger than us
like a memory that you just can’t touch
like the universe, is a circle at its basic
and the world spins round cause everything changes
and the resting place of the human race
is the sky and stars
and the poetry is just us

6. Everything To Me

Written by Jacob Hemphill

I wish I could tell you to turn around and come back home
but you would laugh at me, and point to stars
and say there’s nothing wrong
that I don’t understand – it’s not my fault,
it’s just my point of view
my vision’s blurry now, but I can’t wait till I see it too…

the universe, the beauty in the difference
in all the love we found…
all those problems that just chase us all around…
it all disappears, and peace becomes that truth that’s in us all…
and what you’re running from…
is way up here, and we’re friends now

I wanna be just like you in my own peculiar way
half my life trying to fight you, and
half my life trying to make you stay
half my life despite you
Rest of my life to hit “replay,” and
everything you said to me is everything I want to be

you’re everything to me
you’re everything I want to be
you’re everything to me

I wish I could call you and write these words with someone else
it used to be unreal to look across the table at myself
and I’m at a loss for words when losing you will not leave me alone
I’m at a disadvantage
I always called you home

the universe, the beauty in the difference
in all the love we found…
all those problems that just chase us all around…
it all disappears, and peace becomes that truth that’s in us all…
and what you’re running from…
is way up here, and we’re friends now

I wanna be just like you in my own peculiar way
half my life trying to fight you, and
half my life trying to make you stay
half my life despite you
Rest of my life to hit “replay,” and
everything you said to me is everything I want to be

7. Life Support

Written by Jacob Hemphill

six days of work and on the seventh he rests
of course – god is a man, only a man would do this
of course – ‘’he’’ ‘’created’’ ‘’women’’ for ‘’man’’ himself
for: kids, and a rib. and for nothing else.
of course – ‘’mary’’ is a virgin, that’s what we say
we ‘’love’’ when it never really was that way
of course – sodom and gomorrah is going to ‘’hell’’
we can’t even start to understand ourselves
of course – we’re going to war over love itself…
of course – ‘’god’’ is a bullet flying low overhead
of course – our enemies just don’t know god…
of course – that’s the reason that we’re going to war…
but people remember jesus and mother teresa
and bob marley lives instead of the preacher
you look in your heart, you can see the secret that
we needed love to live, so we’re on life support.
it’s just life support, it’s only life support…
the president is on a mission of war
forgetting any of the reasons that we needed him for, and
the priests and the shieks and the czars and the rabbis,
smile bright while we close the door, but
jesus wasn’t a ‘’christian’’
mohammed wasn’t a ‘’muslim,’’ and
all we take is whatever it is we want from the news
as they interview showing islam, and we say
‘’killing in the name of god is so fucking wrong.’’
but then we kill for the oil and bury the teachers
love what we’re taught to love by the preachers, and
we seen it so much we fucking bought the t-shirt, and
‘’we know we’re right, so we don’t do no research.’’
stop it, we should just goddamn drop it:
two thousand years of the same old hypocrisy is all I see
when all I need is love and peace
so I’m on life support, it’s just life support…

we teach competition and to beat them all
we teach accumulation, but what’s in your heart
is love and compassion for all your kin –
every single movie ends you see the good guys win
every indescribable song that you feel in your heart
stronger than accumulation is compassion and love
hard wired down to the core we are
hard wired down to the cornea
we teach accumulation like it’s what we want
when children grow up I see them acting just like us
but our vision is a glitch and it’s a fault to us
we never listen to our hearts, it’s just the thoughts we trust.
but if you listen to your soul, you start to see it around,
the weakest part of us, that’s the strongest part right now…
and it’s a testament to both testaments:
never say you’re fixing it, just to make it lesser than…

like life support

8. Bad News

Written by Trevor Young and Jacob Hemphill

why turn on my TV when it’s only tragedy
why turn on my radio when the headlines hurt you know
it’s getting old, it’s getting… old
it’s getting old, it’s getting… old
the bad news…

i’m guessing tolerance has got the better chance of
removing much of the damage before it shows up
we elect our future to be the bad luck
Bad News gets given we throw our hands up
and this country is two pieces and it’s evident
the lowest common denominator is president
there’s only half of us that feel this way too
but every one of us headed for the Bad News

why turn on my TV when it’s only tragedy
why turn on my radio when the headlines hurt you know
it’s getting old, it’s getting… old
it’s getting old, it’s getting… old
the bad news…

people say where are you from and I tell em D.C.
but I could say European it’s just as easy
but I could say mother earth cause if you break it down
we were the ones who put every border on the ground
we made religion for good but now it separates
we made words so everybody communicates
but now the language is hatred and it is blame too
we are all immigrants sorry for the Bad News

it’s always an issue and it’s always a problem
we need solutions, we need to solve it
it’s always an issue and it’s always a problem
we need solution, we need to solve it

why turn on my TV when it’s only tragedy
why turn on my radio when the headlines hurt you know
it’s getting old, it’s getting… old
it’s getting old, it’s getting… old
the bad news…

people say where are you from and I tell em D.C.
the Bad News.
but we could say mother earth, it’s just as easy
the Bad News.
we are all immigrants, sorry for the…
Bad News.

9. To Whom It May Concern

Written by Robert ‘Bobby Lee’ Jefferson

to whom it may concern and for those who are listening
we’re fighting hard but it’s not with our fist and
recruiting soldiers livicated to this mission
to dissect this bullshit system
to whom it may concern and for those who are listening
we’re fighting hard but it’s not with our fist and
recruiting soldiers livicated to this mission
to dissect this bullshit system

trying to ride the thin line of divide between the rivers and the highways
pedaling strong moving on so get on or get out of I’n’I way
when we realize that the most high divine
is around and inside we
then we can stand tall we won’t fall
cause we’re all Soldiers of Jah Army

to whom it may concern and for those who are listening
we’re fighting hard but its not with our fist and
recruiting soldiers livicated to this mission
to dissect this bushwick system
to whom it may concern and for those who are listening
we’re fighting hard but its not with our fist and
recruiting soldiers livicated to this mission
to dissect this bullshit system

deception from those who sit up on dem thrones
just like Trump in his tower
they say they’re friends of me some imply family
when they call them big brother
they tell us we’re free but they’re spying on me
every minute on the hour
their satellites fly as their eye in the sky
cause they’re all fucking cowards

to whom it may concern and for those who are listening
we’re fighting hard but it’s not with our fist and
recruiting soldiers livicated to this mission
to dissect this bullshit
to whom it may concern and for those who are listening
we’re fighting hard but it’s not with our fist and
recruiting soldiers livicated to this mission
to dissect this bushwick

to whom it may concern and for those who are listening
we’re fighting hard but it’s not with our fist and
recruiting soldiers livicated to this mission
to dissect this bullshit system
to whom it may concern and for those who are…
we’re fighting hard but it’s not with our…
recruiting soldiers livicated to this mission
to dissect this bullshit…

10. Sing To Me

Written by Jacob Hemphill and Trevor Young

I move along with my guitar, never goes away
she is with me through the night
and in the morning she stays
I wash away like yesterday, float down the stream
through all my ways
she accompanies my steps in all my days
we speak a language of our own every minute of the day
we get along into the song
I find her heart and I make it strong, and she backs me up
when everyone has gone away, and she sings to me…

she never goes very far
she stays around no matter what I am doing
she is there for me
I know that she don’t know the words
I don’t care, I kinda like it
less the talking, a little more the melody
she reaches out without a touch
she knows that whatever I love
ends up broken in the past and out the door
I have broken her before I let her fall onto the floor
I call it character and I love her more
When she sings to me…

11. I Found You

Written by Jacob Hemphill

we could spend more time together, I’m talking to you
and you could get out of that mirror
and we could talk this through
cause my eyes open, open wide, and all I see is truth
that in this life I’ll always find you
I’ll find you…

the days are passing faster than I ever hoped they would
I watch as we grow apart and we separate too
but my hearts open, open wide, and all I need is you
I feel it in the rain and in the roots, it’s in the root
I’ll find you…

the seasons changing one by one and we are changing too
we are circling the stars and we are god’s own proof
my minds open, open wide, and as I read the news
we become the cancer that we’re trying to remove
I’ll find you…

70 years in this life and what we got to show
we built a family of millions with millions more to go
my eyes open, open wide, I wake myself for you
to thank you for the memories that grew
it’s all because of you
I found you…

if I could spend the Rest Of My Life with my people
I would do it over and over again’
I found you.

just like the land that bares the name africa
True Love is on my mind
I found you.

I Don’t Wanna Wait today for something
that might never ever show it’s face again
I found you.

I Open My Eyes each morning I rise
to find the truth…
I found you.