Blessed are the ones with an open heart
Making colours in the ordinary
Blessed are the ones with an open heart
Making colours in the
We own the night it's our hunting ground
How deep does the ice go ice go ?
We're ready to push, amuse and surround
Solid air on a plateau, plateau, plateau
Breathe your passions out in your favourite place
Escape to the down low
We make our own rules, we set our own pace
Automatic to turbo, turbo, turbo
Blessed are the ones with an open heart
Making colours in the ordinary
Blessed are the ones with an open heart
Making colours in the ordinary
Blessed are the ones with an open heart
Making colours in the ordinary
Blessed are the ones with an open heart
Making colours in the ordinary
Let all your closest shine
We can share this space, space
But first forgive yourself
Turn a light on
Expel the ghosts in the shadows, shadows, shadows
Give medals to your hurt
It's value is it's worth, worth
Make all your silence shine
Be gifted and divine
Turn that wax into rainbows, rainbows, rainbows
Everything on point
Everything on point
Everything on point
Everything on point
Everything on point
Everything on point
Let's restart today
Do what you want okay
The water is rising, rising, rising
Get the monkeys out their bed
Get the monkeys out their bed
The water is rising, rising, rising
Recover memories that could
Lift you up and make good
The sky is not falling, falling, falling
We make our own promised land
We make our own promised land
We are always revolving, revolving, revolving
Everything on point
Everything on point
Everything on point
Everything on point
Everything on point
Everything on point
Blessed are the ones with an open heart
Making colours in the ordinary
Blessed are the ones with an open heart
Making colours in the ordinary
credits
from Razzle Dazzle,
released August 11, 2018
JP Reid - Vocals / Bass / Keys / Percussion
Brendan Reilly - Drums
Rebecca Johnson - Vocals
Krystal Johnstone - Vocals
Jordan Campbell - Vocals
supported by 15 fans who also own “Everything On Point”
I remember in my childhood near a village there was a place full of dead trees, red and dead from all the chemicals that were dumped into the nearby bay from the chemical plant. That's exactly the vibes I get from this effort, similar in story or not. Morbid! But hopefully a wake up call for some as well. Aleksei Tepljakov