Reimagine Life from Lincoln Heights by Frankie Bourne

Waking up tomorrow, with a warm wind in my hair
Probability for positivity, there’s something in the air
I’m mystified by the notion, and I cannot help but stare,
When all I see is bound to be sold for the largest share

When the way that we’ve been living’s just a way to pass the time
And the doubts that we keep giving, are harder to surmise
When the caveat is jaded, and you need a guiding light,
Hold on to the one thing you love, and Re-Imagine Life

There’s a ruckus down in the basement, but on the surface they stay quiet
Premature tombs and hospital rooms, being sold in cold plain sight
Are you proving the best with what you’re doing? I should know cause I tried
Critique the brass through the looking glass, and try to expand your mind

When the way that we’ve been living’s just a way to pass the time
And the doubts that we keep giving, are harder to surmise
When the colors are all shaded, and you need a guiding light,
Hold on to the one thing you love, and Re-Imagine Life

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