Dreams

"I wrote about a revolution and sung from the soul
Spoke with my spirit and mind, my ambition was blind

Answering the call of God like a child obeying
Preaching the very same power they killed Martin for saying

But you can't break the mold in by holding your breath
Thought if I died for ya, that would be an honourable death

So sincere my eyes begin to swell up in tear
And it's clear my music may not do that well up in here"

-Cee-lo "Die Trying"