From the recording Fictionland
Live Studio Recording - 2015
Songs written by Chapa.
Produced by Chapa.
Recorded at Havenhurst Studios, Los Angeles CA.
Tracked and Mixed by Scott Elliot at Elevated Sounds, Los Angeles, CA.
Mastered by Gabriel Surley at Wild Rose Studios, Corvallis, OR.
Believe Me, believe in all the wholly signs. It's not my law. It belongs to someone else. Believe me, and I'll believe in all that's necessary. For what I bring home, I bring for everyone. As long as you hold your head up high. As long as rise above.
Believe me, hatred is a lonely land. And how I see things, I fear for my children's children. Believe me, a time will come and we'll spin around, out of control, our fates, our minds they go. As long as you laugh away your tears, as long as you cry out loud. Believe you see the lighted road. Believe and follow.
It's a shame we never learn from our history. Our sons and daughters bare this burden we breed. Believe me I know what's behind is sinister. Mr. Greed and all his soldiers.
Open my hands up deep into the sky. I open my eyes, see the vision of the world collide. Open my heart. It's been silent from the start. I open my hands up, I'm tired of asking why. As long as you laugh away your tears, as long as you cry out loud. Believe you see the lighted road. Believe and follow.
The view of the day, of the world is yellow. Eyes opened wide. My favorite thing to hear from those who lead us, I don't lie. Hours from sand or from grandfathers hand you see, it's all the same result. My heart is now saying that if we stand a chance, we all must give into Love.
Sage is a name I first heard today. Beautiful thoughts are new. I see her baby smile in her mommas loving arms. That's what this world could use. I played in the sand and I found myself crying remembering words so true. When that simple man first took my hand, he said son, it's your life I give to you, Love.
No words can speak, they've all been written. They're seven stories old. About better days, about better times. So now I see I must leave here, but where am I headed to. The world outside don't see eye to eye and fell victim to. The Nothing. Like Atreyu fled. The nothing. And if we don't believe, that's all we will have.