Operation Ivy

sound system gonna bring me back up
one thing that I can depend on

try to describe to the limit of my ability:
its there for a second, then it's given up what it used to be
contained in my music somehow more than just sound,
this inspiration coming and twisting things around
Because you always know that its gonna have to go.
you always know that you'll be back in the cold.
point of departure sublimated in a song
its always coming to give me that hope
for just a second then its gone but

static pulse inside of music bringing us escape
its always temporary changing nothing in its wake
just a second where were leaving all this shit behind
just a second but its leaving just this much in mind:
to resist despair that second makes you see
to resist despair because you cant change everything
to resist despair in this world is what it is to be free

wake up turn my box on
bust the shade let the sun in
times getting tougher bout time to start runnin'
box in my hand music by my side
skanking to the rhythm of the music by my side