Walkabouts, The – Till I Reach You

I’m headin’ for the station with a pack on my back I’m tired of transportation in the back of a hack I love to hear the rhythm of the clickety clack And hear the lonesome whistle See the smoke from the stack And pal around with democratic fellows named “Mac” So, take me right back…

Yuvasız kuşlar misali Dolandım kapının önünde Ne çok şeyden geçmişim Kendimden de Tanrı verdi bu canı Bir tek o almalı Senden geçtim sanma Ölsem bile Taşınmaz bu yük bir daha Mutluluk zor hayatta Anladım sevmek ne zor Gidemezsin de Ne yıldızlar söndü ben sönmedim Ne yağmurlar yadı ben dinmedim Ne fırtınalar koptu bir tek ağaç…

Ağlayı ağlayı düştüm yollara Karışayım bozbulanık sellere Adı sanı duyulmamış ellere Gitmeyince gönül yardan ayrılmaz Hadini de Karac’oğlan hadini Aramazlar gurbet ile gideni Ak göğsün üstünde çakır dikeni Bitmeyince gönül yardan ayrılmaz

[ 8-Off ] …niggas was rhymin, man, at this fashion show shit Knaw I mean, some R&B niggas [ PMD ] What happened to the beats and rhymes? [ 8-Off ] Word up, son Knaw I mean? [ following excerpts from _Scarface_ ] [ Frank Lopez ] “You’re makin moves on your own, huh?” […

standing up to the world and all you see, now telling yourself you’ve gone away for good, now but there’s not enough time and there’s no really good reason to return now feeling horrid and happy seems the same, now a crazed grin and furrowed brow’s the norm, now but you know there’s a difference…

We’re gonna break these walls down Come on, baby Let’s bring them down To the ground Let’s get outta this place We’ve been so long We’re getting outta here Let’s bring them down No more fear No more holding back Let’s be stronger Than we’ve been in the past We’re gonna break These walls down…