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| name : | DanceD |
| subject : | [Mr. J Medeiros]Keep Pace |
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He'd like to break ya, ±×´Â ³Î ºÎ¼ö°í ½Í¾îÇØ Put a gun to your back and try to take ya, ´Ï µî¿¡ ÃÑÀ» µéÀÌ´ë°í ³Î µ¥·Á°¡·Á ÇØ Couldn't run from the facts, »ç½Ç·ÎºÎÅÍ µµ¸ÁÄ¥ ¼ö ¾øÁö He gotta make ya, ±×´Â ³Î °íÅ뽺·´°Ô, Suffer cause you love the name (?) and act profane, ÇØ¾ßÇØ, ³Í ±× À̸§°ú ºÒ°æÇÑ ÇൿÀ» ÁÁ¾ÆÇÏÀÝ¾Æ Never let him hold back ya flame, ±×°¡ ´Ï ºÒ²ÉÀ» ¸·°Ô ÇÏÁö¸¶ You're better than that, the devil can't change ya, ³Í ±×°Íº¸´Ü ³ªÀº Á¸Àç, ¾Ç¸¶°¡ ³Ê¸¦ ¹Ù²Ü ¼ø ¾øÁö On the same level with the disciples of kings, ¿ÕµéÀÇ »çµµµé°ú ÇÔ²² ¶È°°Àº À§Ä¡¿¡¼ Your value is never mentioned by the price of your things. ³× °¡Ä¡´Â ³×°¡ °¡Áø °ÍµéÀÇ °ªÀ¸·Î´Â ³ªÅ¸³ªÁö ¾ÊÁö Your life is worth more than that, ³× »îÀº ±×º¸´Ù ÈξÀ °ªÁ® Your body is built to weather any storm in fact, ³× ¸öÀº ¾î¶² ÆøÇ³ÀÌ¶óµµ °ßµô ¼ö ÀÖµµ·Ï ¸¸µé¾îÁ®ÀÖÁö We are never meant for any harm, relax, ¿ì¸° Àý´ë ³Î ÇØÄ¡·Á´Â °Ô ¾Æ³Ä, ±äÀå Ç®¾î See the stars in Heaven? õ±¹ÀÇ º°µéÀÌ º¸À̳ª? You were born for that. ³Í Àú°÷À» À§ÇØ ÅÂ¾î³ °Í Why the angels blowin' horns, cause you're back from the dead ¿Ö õ»çµéÀÌ ³ªÆÈÀ» ºÒ°í ÀÖ³ª, ³×°¡ ´Ù½Ã »ì¾Æµ¹¾Æ¿ÔÀ¸´Ï±î In the middle of a war you're trapped in your head. ÀüÀïÅÍ ÇѺ¹ÆÇ¿¡, ³Ê´Â ´Ï ¸Ó¸® ¼Ó¿¡ °¤Çû¾î I'd rather chase the wonder of the light instead, ³ Â÷¶ó¸® ºûÀÇ °æÀ̷οòÀ» ÂѾư¡¸é¼ and keep the pace til the hunger of this child is fed. ÀÌ ¾ÆÀÌÀÇ ¹è°íÇÄÀÌ Ç®¸± ¶§±îÁö °è¼Ó °È°Ú¾î He'd like to blame ya, ±×´Â ³Î ºñ³ÇÏ°í ½Í¾îÇØ get a hold of your life and try to tame ya. ´Ï »îÀ» ÈÖ¾îÀâ°í ³Î ±æµéÀÌ·Á ÇØ The force behind the divorce of all nature, ¸ðµç °ÍÀÇ ºÐ¸® µÚ¿¡ ¼û°ÜÁø Èû Running it's course is the source of all danger. ±× ÄÚ½º¸¦ µû¶ó ´Þ¸®´Â °ÍÀº ¸ðµç À§ÇèÀÇ ¿øÃµ Got a habit of ignoring the stranger, ³¸¼± ÀÌ´Â ¹«½ÃÇÏ´Â ½À°üÀ» °¡Á³¾î, No matter how you have it we are all in danger. ´Ï°¡ ¾î¶»°Ô ÇÏµç ¿ì¸®´Â ¸ðµÎ À§Çè¿¡ ºüÁ³¾î Some will laugh at you, some will call to change ya (?), ´©±º°¡´Â ³Î ºñ¿ôÀ» °Å°í, ´©±º°¡´Â ³Î ¹Ù²Ù·Á°í ºÎ¸¦°Å¾ß some will blast at ya, yo your drawin' the same blood. ´©±º°¡´Â ³×°Ô ÃÑÀ» ½î°í, yo ³Í °°Àº ÇǸ¦ Èê·Á Walk in these killin' fields, ÀÌ Á×À½ÀÇ Áö¿ª¿¡ °É¾îµé¾î°¡ Feel some of (?) the pain our children feel, ¿ì¸® ¾ÆÀ̵éÀÌ ´À³¢´Â °íÅëÀ» ´À²¸ºÁ, Restorin' the Name and the Will we yield, ¸¸µé¾î³½ À̸§°ú ÀÇÁö¸¦ µÇ»ì·Á We join in the same because we will be healed. ¿ì¸®´Â °°Àº °÷À¸·Î ¹¶ÃÄ ¿ì¸° Ä¡À¯µÉ Å״ϱî And we will overcome this depression, and the power we succumb to will shower these blessings. ±×¸®°í ¿ì¸° ÀÌ °øÈ²À» ±Øº¹ÇҰžß, ¿ì¸± ¾ÐµµÇÑ ÈûÀº ÀÌ ÃູµéÀ» »Ñ·ÁÁÙ°Å¾ß When in the hour of questioning, just remember the flowers and how God dresses them. Áú¹®ÀÇ ½Ã°£ÀÌ ¿À¸é, ²Éµé°ú ½ÅÀÌ ºÙÀÎ Àå½ÄÀ» ±â¾ïÇϱ⸦ Forget what they told ya; love is real, expect it to hold ya. ±×µéÀÌ ¸»ÇÑ °Ç Àؾî; »ç¶ûÀº Áø½Ç, ³Ê¸¦ ÀâÀ» °ÍÀ» ±â´ëÇϱæ The struggle you feel is helping to mold ya, ´Ï°¡ ´À³¢´Â °í³Àº ³× ƲÀ» Àâ´Â °ÍÀ» µµ¿ÍÁÖ°í This hunger is real and it's felt in the soul. ÀÌ ±¾ÁÖ¸²Àº ÁøÂ¥, ¿µÈ¥À¸·Î ´À²¸ÁöÁö Ya better never let him control ya. ±×°¡ ³Î Á¶Á¾ÇÏ°Ô ¸¸µéÁö¸¶ Together as soldiers forever we'll throw ya, ÇÔ²² ¿ë»ç·Î ¹¶ÃÄ, ¿µ¿øÈ÷ ³×°Ô ÀüÇØÁÙ°Ô Never know what will try to over throw ya. ³Î Àüº¹½ÃŰ·Á´Â °Ô ¹ºÁö Àý´ë ¸ô¶ó Lie to you and (?) you and deny that they know ya. ¹«¾ùÀÌ °ÅÁþ¸»À» ÇÒÁö, ³× Á¸À縦 ºÎÀÎÇÒÁö ¸ô¶ó Who am I if i can't be the person I was created to be? ¸¸¾à ¿î¸í´ë·ÎÀÇ »ç¶÷ÀÌ µÉ ¼ö ¾ø´Ù¸é ³ ´©±¸¾ß? I write a verse and relate it to me. ·¦À» ¾²°í ´Ù½Ã ³» ¸¾¿¡ ¿¬°á½ÃÄÑ On the subject of worth I hesitated as I painted the scene, °¡Ä¡ÀÇ ÁÖÁ¦¿¡ °üÇØ, ³ ¾ÀÀ» »öÄ¥ÇÏ¸é¼ ¸Á¼³¿´Áö Heavy laden with the pain of a dream the Son's sun. ²ÞÀÇ °íÅëÀ¸·Î ¹«°Ì°Ô µ¡Ä¥µÈ ¾ÆµéÀÇ Å¾ç I'm to blame when refraining to reach for someone, ´©±º°¡¿¡°Ô ¼ÕÀ» »¸±â µÎ·Á¿öÇÏ´Â °Ç ³» Å¿ We're the same on the surface from the dirt we all come, ¿ì¸®°¡ ¿Â ¸ÕÁö °¡µæÇÑ Ç¥¸é À§¿¡¼± ¿ì¸° ¸ðµÎ °°¾Æ No matter where we are from we're still lookin' at one sun. ¾îµð¿¡¼ ¿Ô°Ç ¿ì¸° °á±¹ ¶È°°Àº žçÀ» ¹Ù¶óºÁ He'd like to break ya, ±×´Â ³Î ºÎ¼ö°í ½Í¾îÇØ Put a gun to your back and try to take ya, ´Ï µî¿¡ ÃÑÀ» µéÀÌ´ë°í ³Î µ¥·Á°¡·Á ÇØ Couldn't run from the facts, »ç½Ç·ÎºÎÅÍ µµ¸ÁÄ¥ ¼ö ¾øÁö He gotta make ya, ±×´Â ³Î °íÅ뽺·´°Ô, Suffer cause you love the name (?) and act profane, ÇØ¾ßÇØ, ³Í ±× À̸§°ú ºÒ°æÇÑ ÇൿÀ» ÁÁ¾ÆÇÏÀÝ¾Æ Never let him hold back ya flame, ±×°¡ ´Ï ºÒ²ÉÀ» ¸·°Ô ÇÏÁö¸¶ You're better than that, the devil can't change ya, ³Í ±×°Íº¸´Ü ³ªÀº Á¸Àç, ¾Ç¸¶°¡ ³Ê¸¦ ¹Ù²Ü ¼ø ¾øÁö On the same level with the disciples of kings, ¿ÕµéÀÇ »çµµµé°ú ÇÔ²² ¶È°°Àº À§Ä¡¿¡¼ Your value is never mentioned by the price of your things. ³× °¡Ä¡´Â ³×°¡ °¡Áø °ÍµéÀÇ °ªÀ¸·Î´Â ³ªÅ¸³ªÁö ¾ÊÁö Your life is worth more than that, ³× »îÀº ±×º¸´Ù ÈξÀ °ªÁ® Your body is built to weather any storm in fact, ³× ¸öÀº ¾î¶² ÆøÇ³ÀÌ¶óµµ °ßµô ¼ö ÀÖµµ·Ï ¸¸µé¾îÁ®ÀÖÁö We are never meant for any harm, relax, ¿ì¸° Àý´ë ³Î ÇØÄ¡·Á´Â °Ô ¾Æ³Ä, ±äÀå Ç®¾î See the stars in Heaven? õ±¹ÀÇ º°µéÀÌ º¸À̳ª? You were born for that. ³Í Àú°÷À» À§ÇØ ÅÂ¾î³ °Í Why the angels blowin' horns, cause you're back from the dead ¿Ö õ»çµéÀÌ ³ªÆÈÀ» ºÒ°í ÀÖ³ª, ³×°¡ ´Ù½Ã »ì¾Æµ¹¾Æ¿ÔÀ¸´Ï±î In the middle of a war you're trapped in your head. ÀüÀïÅÍ ÇѺ¹ÆÇ¿¡, ³Ê´Â ´Ï ¸Ó¸® ¼Ó¿¡ °¤Çû¾î I'd rather chase the wonder of the light instead, ³ Â÷¶ó¸® ºûÀÇ °æÀ̷οòÀ» ÂѾư¡¸é¼ and keep the pace til the hunger of this child is fed. ÀÌ ¾ÆÀÌÀÇ ¹è°íÇÄÀÌ Ç®¸± ¶§±îÁö °è¼Ó °È°Ú¾î |
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