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Ill times rollin' lackin the flow
Ache in my throat and wisdom seems so lost
And yet it's better in ways it's different
I miss those oldschool meditations when relaxing
And getting visions was a given
With my eyes closed I propose a toast
To myself to find the time to ask my Lord and galaxy
To point me in the right direction

I got my foot in the door
I gotta keep on writin'
And stay planted to this world
Before I can take off

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Please come back to me
Please come back
I need to say goodbye to these old ways
Stagnant lifestyle's no longer in my way
I gotta keep on movin', so I pray

And wait for a sign from my guides
They help me proceed as I lay
And dream of my future
I miss those times

Come back to me
Please come back to me
Please come back to me for real
Please come back to me please

Ill times rollin' lackin the flow
Ache in my throat and wisdom seems so lost
And yet it's better in ways it's different
I miss those oldschool meditations when relaxing
And getting visions was a given
With my eyes closed I propose a toast
To myself to find the time to ask my Lord and galaxy
To point me in the right direction

Come back to me
Please come back
I need to say goodbye to these old ways
Stagnant lifestyle's no longer in my way
I gotta keep on movin', so I pray

And wait for a sign from my guides
They help me proceed as I lay
And dream of my future
I miss those times, so I pray

And wait for a sign from my guides
They help me proceed as I lay
And dream of my future
I miss those times

Come back to me
Please come back to me
Please come back to me for real
Please come back to me please, oh

Please come back to me

Ill times rollin' lackin the flow
Ache in my throat and wisdom seems so lost
And yet it's better in ways it's different
I miss those old school meditations when relaxing
And getting visions was a given
With my eyes closed I propose a toast
To myself to find the time to ask my Lord and galaxy
To point me in the right direction

Writer(s): Jarrod Douglas Montague, Michael Frederick De Wolf, Stephen Steele Richards, Philip M. Lipscomb

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