Piece (Coppola Imani)

Welcome, take my hand and I'll show you to a place A spacey place, a place with space Where there's a vase in a case And flowers in the vase and my, my, my In this world it's hard to find Within yourself, some piece of mind I'm looking for something, I, I, I Have yet to find some piece of mind This world makes no sense Hey, what's up? How ya doing? Where ya going to? I need to find a place to go, not to the Alamo With hoe's and bro's standing under mistletoe My, my, my In this world it's hard to find Within yourself, some piece of mind I'm looking for something, I, I, I Have yet to find some piece of mind TV is good but I like movies better We'll all be equipped with one of these in the future Summer is nice but I like Autumn better It suddenly occurred to me with pieces of the picture This world makes no sense It's abusive, elusive and constantly conflicting And I wish I could just be a part of it all In this world it's hard to find Within yourself, some piece of mind I'm looking for something, I, I, I Have yet to find, some piece of mind