Night of Heaven (feat. Counterfeit Madison & Kid Koala)

Lyrics: Daveed Diggs/William Hutson/Jonathan Snipes Music: Daveed Diggs/William Hutson/Jonathan Snipes Am I so sure Nobody can catch me creepin’ And escaping with my baby Blood on the door Alters a faithful visit Hairbrained or risky Protecting this seed for my love Just one more night of heaven in this hell Forbidden by godly men And maybe you They watching you know The stroke of the key The pop of the lock The turn of the coat The clock of the whip of the wrist or the whip of the wheel Is a whip poor will whistle They listen for gristle and bone And you phone it all to them in lists of your wants that you click Point em out Any kind of beating they can join around Any kind of meeting of the motor mouth emotions in the orbit of the speaking she could go Without they seek each time she wrote it down And nothings forever but this Every word that she stitched On the net of her intimate interests Absently ordered Deliveries tipped Could I have known I’d ever become so sensible And long for a family I found a home A miracle in strife A perilous secret To guard with resentment my love Just one more night of heaven in this hell Forbidden by ruling men And maybe me Just one more night of heaven in this hell A motion for passing through Just one more day They watching you know Point em out They watching you know And nothings forever but this Any kind of fleeting itch to order out The hunger could embolden but She know that they are right around The corners are beholden to The order of the golden angle So she doesn't make a sound But little isn't nothing And a footprint is enough to bring The algorithm into town She wonder bout the thunder Reminiscing bout the tv screens flipping down and all she heard was tick and pound Them days are gone Those ways are lost so Don't wait too long Don't waste the heart so Frivolous the littlest of morsels Are recorded and embroidered on to your soul But they watching you know They need what you know She leaves them a letter of thanks And then makes her way gracefully into the dark And anonymity lost The fog is Thicker here In this part of the everything So what difference is surrender If surrender is blind And the timing is always awkward