[03:31.00]I stepped out on a celluloid night
[03:31.00]That flickered on a black and white reel
[03:31.00]Looking for something that I could not explain
[03:31.00]I could only feel
[03:31.00]These were the songs upheld by the shades
[03:31.00]That spoke to me as I left town
[03:31.00]Israelites, The Harder they Come, 54-47
[03:31.00]I hear them now
[03:31.00]And the words of the prophets never sounded
[03:31.00]As good as the echo of a hard one drop
[03:31.00]To be forever enslaved by a sound the creator
[03:31.00]Made- don't let it stop
[03:31.00]
[03:31.00]Come again, midnight passenger
[03:31.00]There to accompany down
[03:31.00]To the end of the souls tlost avenue
[03:31.00]Feel it now
[03:31.00]
[03:31.00]I kept walking in the dust all night
[03:31.00]Looking for a diamond in the crush
[03:31.00]Halfway under in bars like a shop that was going
[03:31.00]Down-or coming up
[03:31.00]It was not the sun that stung, but the feel of loss
[03:31.00]And the voice of suffering and fate
[03:31.00]Till I just stopped listening to the chatter of all
[03:31.00]Those yesterdays- crime pays
[03:31.00]
[03:31.00]We will show up with all our secret problems
[03:31.00]And even if we can't find land
[03:31.00]There's a tone written into soul songs
[03:31.00]That understands
[03:31.00]We will be free