I'm Gonna Be (500 Miles) - Sleeping At Last

If you miss the train I'm on, you will know that I am gone You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles, A hundred miles, a hundred miles, a hundred miles, a hundred miles, You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles. Lord I'm one, Lord I'm two, Lord I'm three, Lord I'm four, Lord I'm 500 miles from my home. 500 miles, 500 miles, 500 miles, 500 miles Lord I'm five hundred miles from my home. Not a shirt on my back, not a penny to my name Lord I can't go a-home this a-way This a-away, this a-way, this a-way, this a-way, Lord I can't go a-home this a-way. If you miss the train I'm on you will know that I am gone You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles.

As the reality of the times take hold We come to terms with the sadness we bear Missin' the times we never get to share Wo wo, wo wo, wo wo, wo wo Just a few words because we care Still I got all the memories Wo wo wo, wo wo Say when mi look up inna mi life it's plain to see That it's never gonna be the same Take another step on towards my destiny But the memories still remain Deep inna mi brain, inna mi soul I hold the key Said it's never gonna be the same Throughout life and beyond all eternity Yo, we keep burnin' up the flame Wish I could rewind all these hands of time And bring back Daddigon a great bredrin of mine I sit and remember all the things that we spoke of All of the serious reasonings an' all di tings we make joke of Still cannot believe them took your life away But those who pull the trigger cannot take away The covenant the righteous have with Jah Jah So I know I'll see you again my brother when mi think Say when mi look up inna mi life it's plain to see That it's never gonna be the same Take another step on towards my destiny But the memories still remain Deep inna mi brain, inna mi soul I hold the key Said it's never gonna be the same Throughout life and beyond all eternity Yo, we keep burnin' up the flame Fi all the friends and families that have past on Leavin' impressions and memories that will last on Givin' thanks for all the time that we know them Reminisce them legacy that is what we owe them Because they helped to make us who we are So let us never forget and talk it near and far Bless up Grandpa Lee and Aunt Chris-I Can't forget you if I try Say when mi look up inna mi life it's plain to see That it's never gonna be the same Take another step on towards my destiny But the memories still remain Deep inna mi brain, inna mi soul I hold the key Said it's never gonna be the same Throughout life and beyond all eternity Yo, we keep burnin' up the flame Father Bogle (Keep burnin' up all the flame) Simpleton (Never gonna ever gonna be the same) Peter Cargill (Keep burnin' up all the flame) Shorty Malcolm (Got memories inna mi brain) Nicole Wynter (Keep burnin' up all the flame) All friends and family (We'll never forget you) We'll never forget you all (Keep burnin' up all the flame) Friends, till Jah Jah lift me again 'Cause mi look up inna mi life it's plain to see That it's never gonna be the same Take another step on towards my destiny But the memories still remain Deep inna mi brain, inna mi soul I hold the key Said it's never gonna be the same Throughout life and beyond all eternity Yo, we keep burnin' up the flame For all of friends time before We pray that you rest in peace And Jah keep you safe until we meet again

Last night I made out with another boy To get the taste of your lips off mine I'm thinking that wasn't my smartest choice I think I had too much cherry wine Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh I don't wanna soak in my bed all day, just writing sad shit Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Yeah, it hurts right now But in time, I'll be right back before I know it I'm gonna be okay, getting over you And I'm gonna feel so great 'Cause I know that all it takes is a moment for me to regain my balance Mm, mm, mm, mm Yeah, I'm gonna be okay 'cause I know my truth I'm not coming back today I just gotta get myself a damn moment for me to regain my balance Mm, mm, mm, mm Am I gonna be okay, okay? I pray, I take it day by day I pray my troubles up away I pray that I won't feel the same ways I did before Crying on my bathroom floor I just need some time, and then I know I won't feel anymore Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh I don't wanna soak in my bed all day, just writing sad shit Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Yeah, it hurts right now But in time, I'll be right back before I know it I'm gonna be okay, getting over you And I'm gonna feel so great 'Cause I know that all it takes is a moment for me to regain my balance Mm, mm, mm, mm Yeah, I'm gonna be okay 'cause I know my truth I'm not coming back today I just gotta get myself a damn moment for me to regain my balance Mm, mm, mm, mm I'm gonna be okay, okay, okay I'm gonna be okay, okay I'm gonna be okay, okay, okay I'm gonna be I'm gonna be okay

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid (The capillaries in my eyes are bursting) Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant (If our love died, would that be the worst thing?) Just an appendage, live to attend him (For somebody I thought was my saviour) So that he never lifts a finger (You sure make me do a whole lot of labour) 24-7, baby machine (The calloused skin on my hands is crackin') So he can live out his picket fence dreams (If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?) It's not an act of love if you make her (And the silence haunts our bed chamber) You make me do too much labour