Black Rock (Live)
On the black rock, is where I spend my time
Writing a memory or writing a rhyme
Thinking about what is right or wrong
On that black rock, is where I like to go
After a long night comin' home from my show
And that's where, I wrote my songs
All day long, the black rock
Well sometimes, well I just look around
Taking the feeling coming out from the ground
That's just something I do sometimes
And then I, just come out the door
To taking that wind, coming off of the shore
And that's just what I'm doing tonight
On the black rock is where I spend my time
Writing the memories or writing a rhyme
Thinking about what is right or wrong
On the black rock is where I like to go
After a long night comin' home from my show
That's where I wrote my song, all day long
The black rock, yeah
When you are, on your own
Not speaking out is like fighting alone
And that is the worst damn way we can fight
When you are, scared no more
Reach your hand out and come to my door
And that's just what I'm doing tonight
On the black rock is where I spend my time
Writing a memory or writing a rhyme
Thinking about what is right or wrong
On the black rock is where I like to go
After a long night comin' home from my show
That's where I wrote my life, all day long
The black rock
One, maybe two, three four five, years ago
Til' today
Surrounded by many
But many nights spent all alone
I know that it sounds like complaining
You can trust me, I do it all the time
You can run just as fast as you want to
But you're stuck with yourself all the time
I can run as fast as I want to
But I'm stuck inside my mind
So I do with it
What I may what I might not
I'm gettin kinda tired, television man
Don't tell me who to love
Don't tell me who to hate
I'd rather live my life blind
Not see a thing at all
This color
It confuse me all the time
That's why in my dream
I live it mighty good
I'm a prince, I'm a king, I'm a warrior
And I'm doing things right
All the time
Til this one night I found an old man
Sittin' on a big black rock
Got a beard grown down to his knees
Wisdom he spoked, knowledge he preached
I asked him what's your name
He said I'm Old Man Time
And my son
Well I been waiting for you so long
Well I can see you're in pain
And I know that there's something wrong
I know that you have been angry
I know that you've seen hate
But you gotta dig deep to the heaven above
Sit, learn and create
Ya gotta lose all your anger, lose all your hate
It ain't gonna work no more
I wish the world was run by love
Absolutely nothing more
I laid down all my pain, I got rid of my hate
And now I'm just chillin' on a big black rock for the rest of my life
This is where I'll stay
We all have a black rock, in our mind
And I go there all the time
It's the black rock
Writing a memory or writing a rhyme
Thinking about what is right or wrong
On that black rock, is where I like to go
After a long night comin' home from my show
And that's where, I wrote my songs
All day long, the black rock
Well sometimes, well I just look around
Taking the feeling coming out from the ground
That's just something I do sometimes
And then I, just come out the door
To taking that wind, coming off of the shore
And that's just what I'm doing tonight
On the black rock is where I spend my time
Writing the memories or writing a rhyme
Thinking about what is right or wrong
On the black rock is where I like to go
After a long night comin' home from my show
That's where I wrote my song, all day long
The black rock, yeah
When you are, on your own
Not speaking out is like fighting alone
And that is the worst damn way we can fight
When you are, scared no more
Reach your hand out and come to my door
And that's just what I'm doing tonight
On the black rock is where I spend my time
Writing a memory or writing a rhyme
Thinking about what is right or wrong
On the black rock is where I like to go
After a long night comin' home from my show
That's where I wrote my life, all day long
The black rock
One, maybe two, three four five, years ago
Til' today
Surrounded by many
But many nights spent all alone
I know that it sounds like complaining
You can trust me, I do it all the time
You can run just as fast as you want to
But you're stuck with yourself all the time
I can run as fast as I want to
But I'm stuck inside my mind
So I do with it
What I may what I might not
I'm gettin kinda tired, television man
Don't tell me who to love
Don't tell me who to hate
I'd rather live my life blind
Not see a thing at all
This color
It confuse me all the time
That's why in my dream
I live it mighty good
I'm a prince, I'm a king, I'm a warrior
And I'm doing things right
All the time
Til this one night I found an old man
Sittin' on a big black rock
Got a beard grown down to his knees
Wisdom he spoked, knowledge he preached
I asked him what's your name
He said I'm Old Man Time
And my son
Well I been waiting for you so long
Well I can see you're in pain
And I know that there's something wrong
I know that you have been angry
I know that you've seen hate
But you gotta dig deep to the heaven above
Sit, learn and create
Ya gotta lose all your anger, lose all your hate
It ain't gonna work no more
I wish the world was run by love
Absolutely nothing more
I laid down all my pain, I got rid of my hate
And now I'm just chillin' on a big black rock for the rest of my life
This is where I'll stay
We all have a black rock, in our mind
And I go there all the time
It's the black rock
Credits
Writer(s): Richard Joe On, Marc Andrew Roberge
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