Playa, playa, playa,
one thing that never changed.
We could use some time away now from the same old same.
Some people live with their eyes on the clock,
saying anything but what’s really in their head.
Some people finally get a moment of freedom,
and they just stay in bed.
For too many sunrises
I was fast asleep,
missing half my only one life
of memories made to keep.
Playa, playa, playa,
one thing that never changed.
Feel the rhythm and it’s keeping my heart awake.
It’s only a loss for the ones who are not
in this moment,
in this time away from the same old, same old, same.
Some people look up at the buildings
and say, “One day I will be in a corner office on the top floor.”
Some people check their bank account each day and think,
“No matter what I’ve got, I could use a little more.”
For too many sunsets
I was still inside,
working through the last
sweet minutes of daylight.
Playa, playa, playa,
one thing that never changed.
The music of my spirit echoes in every wave.
The sun and the beach,
and the sand at your feet,
and the sound of the people
making the most of the sweet
minutes of daylight.
Far too many sunsets
I was still inside,
working these bones through the last
sweet minutes of daylight.
Playa, playa, playa,
one thing that never changed.
Music of my spirit echoes in every wave.
The sun and the beach,
and the sand at your feet,
and the sound of the people
making the most of the sweet
minutes of daylight.
Playa, playa, playa
I will make it through this pain.
Feel the rhythm and it’s keeping my heart awake.
It’s only a loss for the ones who are not
in this moment, cause it’s all we have
our time away from the same old, same old, same.
like waking up in a haze, buildings ablaze
wiping the sleep from our blurry eyes to see the whole human race
realizing it’s only a living nightmare if we make it that way,
see the sun, how it even lights up a grey sky on our darkest days
shed some light on our humanity today
bring us all to our beach
to an open sea, please, will you lead us away?
how much of your waking
life do you really want to take
to the fire fueling all this hate?
feeling all this ill-will,
echoing down from the top of the hill
silence those voices, take them out, shoot to kill
bones of our community growing stronger
camera of your humility is always on,
just hit play
know that no matter what in the end
it’s the same blood and bone beneath all of our skin
same sun, same horizon
one thing that never changed, my friend
making the most of the sweet minutes of daylight...
it's the same blood and bone beneath all of our skin.
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