These sunny days, colourful arrays,
Trees blow with hues and greys, (these sunny days)
It pays to be one who submits and prays,
Into the heart of God I gaze, these sunny days,
These sunny days, colourful arrays,
Trees blow with hues and greys, (these sunny days)
It pays to be one who submits and prays,
Into the heart of God I gaze, these sunny days,
These sunny days, colourful arrays,
Trees blow with hues and greys, (these sunny days)
It pays to be one who submits and prays,
Into the heart of God I gaze, these sunny days,
These sunny days, colourful arrays,
Trees blow with hues and greys, (these sunny days)
It pays to be one who submits and prays,
Into the heart of God I gaze, these sunny days.
I thought I'd take a minute, I hope I didn't catch you by surprise,
I got a lesson learner, fact or fiction, swoop through your demise,
Open eyes and giving clear vision,
The windows broken from the pain of living here, wishing you could survive,
If you arrive with those who gave lives,
Avoid the cracks and moats of new age turncoats and modern day cut-throats,
What makes it shroom, blossom, and boom?
A murmur in a gossiping room,
My Jesus coming back, possibly soon,
Anticipate his showing up,
Participate with praise, blow it up,
Desire for growing up,
The author and finisher of faith, offering a diminishing gas face,
Remembering who's in last place,
No sell out through global fall out, go all out,
Make a hundred your percentage, forget buying the mall out, or palm greases,
Thirty pieces sent to those offended, but, like Judas, you won't ever get to spend it.
These sunny days, colourful arrays,
Trees blow with hues and greys, (these sunny days)
It pays to be one who submits and prays,
Into the heart of God I gaze, these sunny days,
These sunny days, colourful arrays,
Trees blow with hues and greys, (these sunny days)
It pays to be one who submits and prays,
Into the heart of God I gaze, these sunny days.
Well, let me get a little, lot of, bit of some of that too,
And I hope it ain't too non ghetto to seep through,
And keep you twisted and locked like dreads do,
Who said you wasn't gonna feel the heat of the rays?
But anyways man, its funny how the sight of such a beautiful day can deliver you joy, and bring pain in the same way,
Like blessing with the same mouth, while cursing in the same breath,
Or living life, dying death, so deceiving to the eye,
How red blood is blue, and rainbows are see-through,
It's all to teach you that you can't depend on me,
Like driving a Benz, twenty inch rims, drop top six, with the tank on E,
So down that you fly, so true that you gotta lie,
I really pray you come to realise,
You, in the shade with the sun in your eye, sun in your eye on sunny days.
These sunny days, colourful arrays,
Trees blow with hues and greys, (these sunny days)
It pays to be one who submits and prays,
Into the heart of God I gaze, these sunny days,
These sunny days, colourful arrays,
Trees blow with hues and greys, (these sunny days)
It pays to be one who submits and prays,
Into the heart of God I gaze, these sunny days,
These sunny days, colourful arrays,
Trees blow with hues and greys, (these sunny days)
It pays to be one who submits and prays,
Into the heart of God I gaze, these sunny days,
These sunny days, colourful arrays,
Trees blow with hues and greys, (these sunny days)
It pays to be one who submits and prays,
Into the heart of God I gaze, these sunny days.
