Good Morning Love - A COLORS SHOW - Common

When we wash all our pain away

We say, «Oh, my Lord»

When we can’t make it through the day

We pray, oh, my Lord

It’s a test coming to my faith

We pray, oh, my Lord, mmh

Will my people ever be safe?

In the land that takes us and breaks us, I can’t be sure

Walking with the Lord, I see footprints

My mama always told me use my good sense

Common always looking for the good sense

Since we all got good in our essence

In the hood sense, we all good anyway

That’s why you always hear another dollar, 'nother day

I see the day as a new beginning

Movement of the people, movement of the women

To get the Earth spinning in the right direct

This movie of life, sometimes might project

Acts, scenes that don’t seem serene

I light palo santo, put on Love Supreme

And get into the being of the great I am

That’s when I get to seeing just how great I am

Many many times from mistakes, I ran

But I’m just a cake, let me bake, goddamn

I pray I don’t forsake my man

And whenever I fall, on faith, I land

Imperfections, resurrections

In the mirror staring at God’s reflection

Reflecting on my aggressions

On my progressions, on my obsessions

There’s a lesson in not feeling less

And in seeing life itself as a blessing

When we wash all our pain away

We say, «Oh, my Lord»

When we can’t make it through the day

We pray, oh, my Lord

It’s a test coming to my faith

We pray, oh, my Lord, mmh

Will my people ever be safe?

In the land that takes us and breaks us, I can’t be sure

Yeah

The jubilee of a newer me

Giving my enemies something new to see

My community, they be fueling me

In the struggle of us, there’s a unity

The moral universe stay schooling me

Will the king of kings really rule in me?

I’m an instrument, stay in tune with me

This orchestrated by Karriem, Samora, Boom, and me

If agape had a Cupid, she’d be shooting me

This rap here is fear’s eulogy

Escape rooms with glasses of wine

Just another crutch for my brokenness

A term that I got from my therapist

As a black man, I feel I should be sharin' this

In the hood they say we crazy and we derelicts

But we needed for our kids and our marriages

The old folks say we don’t do that

But taking care of self is the new black

Unconventional ways, unconditional ways

Mediation, mindfulness, it’s just given to praise

I’m in a phase, all I see is victory

You on that wave, then come and get with me

I only want what’s meant for me

And say the things that’s sent to me

In penitentiaries, I met the most enlightened

Finding the losses, Heaven’s excitement

I write with a force of a kid that wanted to

Be in The Source, but that changed, of course

I maintained the sauce and became a boss

I apologize if I came across

As judgmental, or self-righteous

'Cause in you, I see his likeness

When we wash all our pain away

We say, «Oh, my Lord»

When we can’t make it through the day

We pray, oh, my Lord

It’s a test coming to my faith

We pray, oh, my Lord, mmh

Will my people ever be safe?

In the land that takes us and breaks us, I can’t be sure