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Wine

This song is by Saul Williams and appears on the album Amethyst Rock Star (2001).

The new wine is dying on the vine
How much must you age before you're ageless?
Align yourself with the divine
Allow your inner sage to burn you rageless
'Cause I find through testaments of time
There is no space for time within your mind
If you're looking for yourself, yourself you'll find
Through the crystal of your spirit, you'll inherit the divine
You are God, you best believe
Don't waste your time down on your knees
It's everybody for themselves
You are the fire and the cross
Don't save your soul, it's our loss
Collective soul, collective wealth

Booklet note: (2 times - for your mind)

The new wine is dying on the vine
How much must you age before you're ageless?
Align yourself with the divine
Allow your inner sage to burn you rageless
'Cause I find through testaments of time
There is no space for time within your mind
If you're looking for yourself, yourself you'll find
Through the crystal of your spirit, you'll inherit the divine
You are God, you best believe
Don't waste your time down on your knees
It's everybody for themselves
You are the fire and the cross
Don't save your soul, it's our loss
Collective soul, collective wealth

So do you know how I feel, tonight?
Now can't you see I'm surreal, tonight?
See how I shine? I'm a star, oh yeah
Now do you know who you are, tonight?
Now do you know how I feel, tonight?
Now can't you see I'm surreal, tonight?
See how I shine? I'm a star, oh yeah
Now do you know who you are, tonight?

I've got a daughter and son, that's like a bible and gun
Pea-cocked and ready, aimin' steady as a ray of the sun
My ammunition, intuition, fully clipped to my lung
Son, you could never guess what planet I'm from
My emcee name is my birth name, my first name
Alias is all of us, Saul of us
The fall of us to surely come when we deny it
Loudest nigga gets quiet, this inner peace is a riot
Sell your soul if you wanna, but that don't mean I'mma buy it
See, I've been conscious of your nonsense stayin' pensive and quiet
And I ain't gonna lie it, be too hard to deny it
I ain't from your block and never had to deal with your shit
Never had a glock, never kept it real with no bit
And when I saw a nigga like you, son, I practically hid
'Cause you did what you did and I wasn't the kid
Don't give a fuck now, I be the first one to playa hate
The eye of the needle set the record straight
And I retire late, retire late
Retaliate, retaliate
And I be fishin' on the same star you be wishin' on
Make your move, son, you know the mission's on
So never question who I am
God knows and I know God personally
In fact, he lets me call him me
In fact, he lets me call him me
Never question who I am
God knows and I know God personally
In fact, she lets me call her me
In fact, she lets me call her me

So do you know how I feel tonight?
Now can't you see I'm surreal tonight?
See how I shine? I'm a star, yeah
Now do you know who you are, yeah?
Now do you know how I feel tonight?
Now can't you see I'm surreal tonight?
See how I shine? I'm a star, yeah
Now do you know who you are, yeah?

Now do you know how I feel tonight?
Now can't you see I'm surreal tonight?
See how I shine? I'm a star, yeah
Now do you know who you are, yeah?
Now do you know how I feel tonight?
Now can't you see I'm surreal tonight?
See how I shine? I'm a star, yeah
Now do you know who you are, yeah?

I could recite the grass on the hill and memorize the moon
I know the cloudforms of love by heart and have brought tears to the eye of a storm
My memory banks vaults of autumn forests and amazon river banks
And I've screamed them into sunsets that echo in earthquakes
Shadows have been my spotlight as I monologue the night and dialogue with days
Soliloquies of wind and breeze applauded by sun rays
We put language in zoos to observe caged thought and tossed peanuts and p-funk at intellect
And motherfuckers think these are metaphors, I speak what I see
All words and worlds are metaphors of me
My life was authored by the moon, footprints written in soil
The fountain pen of martian men novelling human toil
And yes, the soil speaks highly of me
When earth seeds, root me, poet-tree
Now, maybe I'm too serious, too little here to matter
Though I'm riddled with the reason of the sun
A stand-up comet with the audience of lungs
This body of laughter, is it with me or at me?
Humor or less though gender's mute
And the punch line has this lifeline at its root
I'm a star, this life's the suburbs
I commute

So do you know how I feel tonight?
Now can't you see I'm surreal tonight?
See how I shine? I'm a star, yeah
Now do you know who you are, yeah?
Now do you know how I feel tonight?
Now can't you see I'm surreal tonight?
See how I shine? I'm a star, yeah, yeah
Now do you know who you are, yeah?

Booklet note: (This song was once visited by the spirit of Tupac, but manmade laws may stand in the way of we wayward spirits...
He sang, "Who Do you Believe In?" over the D&B section.
He sang through me.
If anything, I can say that I have been personally visited by his spirit.
But then, there is nothing personal about spirits.)

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