over seasons

over seasons, like so many times before, you drop drop drop it 'til you break down the walls, over seasons, when you come disobey, just keep on droppin' 'til the break of the day, over seasons, like so many times before, you drop drop drop it till you break down the walls, over seasons, when you come not obey, just keep drop drop drop drop: back in 1994 there was no reason that we had wanted to play, but a vision of expression, an ability to reason with the worries in our lives, an ability we'd recognized, how many times, would composition turn into confession?, building a foundation for our youth to grow into progression, making our days, free-will reside, we say!, now you know things ain't right, and the pressure that you're granted from this life, and forever you had wondered what's in store, 'til you stand up and not take it anymore!, doubted about the things you do, and defiant of your scattered mental institute, no second guessing when it's already past, denying that it wouldn't last, here's to the days, here's to the nights, throughout the years, how many fights? here's to the daze that paved the way! we say!, now you know things ain't right, and the pressure that you're granted from this life, and forever you had wondered what's in store, that's when you stand up and not take it anymore!, like we'd done before!, the seize of day, turned on into night!, and open wide!