Brian Kirk & The Jirks Witness
Hey my brother are you free?
Shaking up the pages of my history
The waking hours before my eyes
Are shattered by illusions creeping, into lies
I walk along with ageless songs like something I could be
Can I get a ",witness for me?
The letter writing, slowed me down
From the crowd this clown appears to wear a frown
Pulling teeth to tune it in
And rustle up enthusiasm from within
Hey ma, I have saved the human race from blind reality...
Can I get a witness for me
Trouble me cause it troubles you
The music in your mind a black expressive fortitude
Hesitate and I'll bleed some more
For my minds an open chest contents ravaged by the poor
I'll wait for you to take your view on how I ought to be
Can I....witness for me
