Whirlwind Songtext
von JoMega

Instrumental
Jomega

Whirlwind, I′m in I cannot Fall
Things change, seen things
Above it all

This is the heart line,
I break away
Out on the front line,
I made mistakes

This is the heart line
I break away,
Out on the front line
I made mistakes,

It is ever advancing
Yet it is extra subtle
I can see that it's
Inclination is bursting bubbles


I′m just sitting relaxing
And boom just here it comes
I was up on a high note
And now I'm in the slums

High anxiety mixing feeding
On raw emotion
In the hardest of sessions
It's like I fight Ocean (drowning)

I just focus on hope,
The word is spoken and ropes,
Appear to keep me afloat,
As I just struggle to cope,

′Cause it is all in my mind
So I just pause resign,
And try to find me a respite
To leave these dark things aside,

Winds will blow, a shame
But it′s not for long,
Highs and lows, you will
Always have 'em both,

Can′t control, sometimes
Like a metronome,


Back and forth, you see
How the pattern goes,

Will you let it win?
Let it revel in?
Drink away strain,
Liquid medicine,

I admit it's tough,
Sometimes it is rough,

Stamina is gone, simply like you′ve
Had enough,
You gotta dig deep,
Find your two feet,
Know hill's the steep
But it′s so sweet

Whirlwind, I'm in I cannot Fall
Things change, seen things
Above it all

This is the heart line,
I break away
Out on the front line,
I made mistakes

This is the heart line
I break away,
Out on the front line
I made mistakes,

Big winds—are steady blowin', and the fake friends—already showin′/
When this phase ends—Ima be glowin′/
With some big wins—dog I just know it/

I done called on my lotus, all my chakras is loaded/
All my blessings bestowed, all my lessons decoded/
My connection is stoic, cant molest it or goad it/
Jill Scott I feel golden, and I'm bout to unload it cuz/

For my morality pardon all the formalities/
Paid wages salaries don′t equate my hourly/
Rate, pace of stallion in race, grace of a falcon in faith/
Facin' a thousand debased, wasted in alchemy/

I was in the building but now I′m more into balconies/
Ledgers made to measure but pleasure made me a mouth to feed/
Wonder how I soldiered up though you see me without fatigues/
I was queued up, ōmega man in an alpha league/

Fraternizing with hope cloaked in desperation/
My words ring they street names ghetto places/
Sacrificing my dope soaked in crystal lake drip/
A black youngster with knives out, a ghetto Jason/

But all in all, I'm findin′ my resolve/
I'm steady trudging forward, I'm carrying my cross/
But I can hear my name, within the winds of change/
Long as I can maintain, I know I won′t get lost in the:

Whirlwind, I′m in I cannot Fall
Things change, seen things
Above it all

This is the heart line,
I break away
Out on the front line,
I made mistakes

This is the heart line
I break away,
Out on the front line
I made mistakes,