Close My Eyes - Matisyahu

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No matter where I am bless me with all your light
I'm on a train brain vexed connect and then I feel blessed
Whether day or night I'm on the street midtown New York City
Let me stop praise your name I need room to breath
I got to feel your peace; I want to feel your ease
I'm screaming' down on my knees, cause my insides bleed
Witnessed all the vampires
one feat inspire

Close mine eyes and take a ride inside
Feel the breeze blow by, yo I'm getting' you high
Bob Nesta said it best everything will be all right
spect and connect the sect's and let this music make you fly

Jerusalem you take me high make me fly like an arrow pon' the sky eye, eye, eye, eye, eye

Said I've been ripped into lyrics, I've been ripped into words
Explained like physics leaving your vision blurred
Helping the unrighteous men there is no need to worry
Crush the wicked, in away with all his fists of fury
I'm studying rhymes all day
And everyday that's what I say
I come with consciousness as my sword I slay
All of them crazy murderers are bound to be prey
knock, knock, suckin' evil man with no delay
I'm droppin' bombs on your moms
Yeah and to your dismay
Up in every single way and in each and every day
I sit back relax and listen to the music play
With headphones on my head a yes I bump and I sway
And I've been rhyming through your house, yes I've been rhyming through your room
Explained like physics leavin' your conscious doomed
Kaboom in the morning and the afternoon
Wright rhymes and I shine right tearing at the moon

I listened' to the wind whistle in a channel of sound
my ear like a vacuum begin to boom, glisten
Like the sun heats a drum
Cursing all of them doomed, rising' up from the ground
Growing full like the moon
Said I'm planted like a seed yes sir
Them get up and get up and grow, and I'm firm like a tree
And I know that's what I know
Oh, some of their colors wonderful like it was a rainbow
Let me tell you one time if you didn't know

Close mine eyes and take a ride inside
Feel the breeze blow by yo, I'm getting' you high
Bob Nesta said it best everything will be all right
spect and connect the sect's and let this music make you fly

Jerusalem you take me high make me fly like an arrow pon' the sky eye, eye, eye, eye, eye

Moonlight enlighten my way at twilight
from the heights of my roof I send praise then proof
Looking out to the night
and ask for help to get up and get up and get up and get up and get up and get up and get up
See these versus I praise is like a double edged sword
with the glory of the lord, you could never ignore
Reaching up pon' the skies settled down pon' the floor
my hands is clean and my hearts is pure
being dribbled out of ruddad open up the door
allow yahoos in rattled floorboards and things from different shores
and I've received chopped down Germanys cause my insides bleed for more
give a few words to the crack fiends like we know all means
I'm desperate like it's you or it's the enemy eventually I'm singing, here hope is real
Hashem is unity only one reality

Hurtin' to get this brain dent and page vent
Punch your vain, sent your sanity right out the window
When I rap the wind blows
Ancient melodies burn slow bringing from Egypt to the age of info
Age of slaves to beige and infos burnin' rage chuckin' flows out the window
Shatter like bladder shatter the matters oom batter boom batter
Torn n' tatter getting' spit and spatter turinin pitter patter
I'm the baddest mother gotcha trippin' like the mad hatter
Forget the hatter never had it matted
Skippin' and rippin' and flippin' and drippin and what.

Sit up your run, run, running but you could tie
And none of them miserable debts, could never run from inside
If you tried to keep it down cause you seen a joy
All them know is them frown so you call a man a boy
Oh ya, now toy can't you see now open up your eyes
Every politician is a human in disguise
Them said that my peaceful ways is wrong, and it won't come my way
Hopin' to set up some time at work so now there's no time to play

Close mine eyes and take a ride inside
Feel the breeze blow by yo, I'm getting' you high
Bob Nesta said it best everything will be all right
spect and connect the sect's and let this music make you fly
Jerusalem you take me high make me fly like an arrow pon' the sky eye, eye, eye, eye, eye
Close mine eyes and take a ride inside
Feel the breeze blow by yo, I'm getting' you high
Bob Nesta said it best everything will be all right
spect and connect the sect's and let this music make you fly
Jerusalem you take me high make me fly like an arrow pon' the sky eye, eye, eye, eye, eye

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Matisyahu ("Gift of God"), Hebrew stagename for Matthew Paul Miller ⋆ 30 June 1979 in West Chester, Pennsylvania, is a spiritually minded American-Jewish singer, beatboxer, singjay and songwriter. He grew up in White Plains, New York. His music is an interplay between reggae, rock, hip-hop, and reggae fusion. His debute studioalbum Shake Off the Dust... Arise was released 2004 and his latest, Akeda 2014. Well-known songs are King Without A Crown, One Day and Happy Hanukkah. He sings mostly in English, more rarely in Hebrew and Yiddish. He had an Hasidic appearance until 2011.

Known for blending traditional Jewish themes with Reggae, rock and hip hop sounds, Matisyahu is most recognizable for being an orthodox Jew and writing a number of songs based on his faith and beliefs. Since 2004, he has released four studio albums as well as one live album, two remix CDs and one DVD featuring a live concert, and a number of interviews. Through his short career, Matisyahu has teamed up with some of the biggest names in reggae production including Bill Laswell and duo Sly & Robbie. The Tel Aviv'n Songfacts states several tracks of his fourth studio album, Spark Seeker, were recorded in Tel Aviv, Israel.

Since his debut, Matisyahu has received positive reviews from both rock and reggae outlets. Most recently, he was named Top Reggae Artist of 2006 by Billboard as well as being named a spokesperson for Kenneth Cole.

Matthew Miller was born in West Chester, Pennsylvania, USA on June 30th 1979, corresponding to the Jewish date of the 5th of Tamuz 5740. Shortly after his birth, the Miller family moved to Berkeley, CA and eventually settled in White Plains, NY. Growing up, Matisyahu's parents sent him to Hebrew School a couple of times a week, but like many kids, he resisted the additional school hours and was frequently threatened with expulsion for disrupting the lessons.

By the age of 14, Matthew Miller slid comfortably into the laid-back lifestyle of a teenage hippie. Having fallen in with the "Dead-Head" crowd, he grew dreadlocks and wore his Birkenstocks all winter long. He played his bongos in the lunchroom and learned how to beat-box in the back of class. By 11th grade, despite his carefree days, Matisyahu couldn't ignore the void in his life. After nearly burning down his chemistry class, he knew his mission must begin immediately. He decided to set off on a camping trip in Colorado. Away from his suburban life in White Plains, Matisyahu had the opportunity to take an introspective look at himself and contemplate his environment. It was there in the awe-inspiring landscape of the Rocky Mountains, that Matisyahu had an eye-opening realization: there is a God.

After Colorado, his spiritual curiosity piqued and Matisyahu took his first trip to Israel. There, for the first time in his life, he felt a connection to the God he discovered in Colorado. Israel was a major turning point. Matisyahu relished the time he spent there, praying, exploring, and dancing in Jerusalem. In every nook he encountered, his dormant Jewish identity stirred into consciousness.

Leaving Israel proved to be a difficult transition. Once back in White Plains, Matisyahu didn't know how to maintain his new connection with Judaism. Feeling dejected, he fatefully dropped out of high school and began following Phish on a national tour. On the road, Matisyahu thought seriously about his life, his music, and his thirst for Judaism.

After a few months, burnt out and broke, he returned home. By this time his parents insisted that Matisyahu go and "straighten" himself out at a wilderness school in Bend, Oregon. The school encouraged artistic pursuits and Matisyahu took advantage of this time to delve further into his music. He studied up on reggae and hip-hop. He attended a weekly open-mic where he rapped, sang, beat-boxed, and did almost anything he could to stay creatively charged. It was then that he started to develop the unique reggae-hip hop sound for which he would one day become known.

After 2 years in the "sticks," the 19-year old Matisyahu returned to New York a changed man. He moved to the city to attend The New School where he continued honing his musical craft, and also dabbled in the theater. During this time, he happened on the Carlebach Shul, a synagogue on the Upper West Side, well known for its hippie-friendly vibe and exuberant singing. This encounter further fueled his soul-fire, turning him on to the mystical power of song in Hasidic Judaism. Now, instead of beat boxing in the back of the classroom, he was leaving the classroom to pray on the school's roof. (Religious or not, this guy ain't made for the classrooms.)

While studying at New School, Matisyahu wrote a play entitled "Echad" (One). The play was about a boy who meets a Hasidic rabbi in Washington Square Park and through him becomes religious. Shortly after the play's performance, Matisyahu's life strangely imitated his art. Indeed, years after the initial sparks were lit, Matisyahu met a Lubavitcher rabbi in the park, spurring his transformation from Matthew to Matisyahu.

A person who was once skeptical of authority and rules, Matisyahu began to explore and eventually fully take on the Lubavitch Hasidic lifestyle. He thrived on the discipline and structure of Judaism, making every attempt to abide by Jewish Law. The Chabad-Lubavitch philosophy proved to be a powerful guide for Matisyahu. It surrounded him with the spiritual dialogue and intellectual challenge he had been seeking for the past decade. The turmoil and frustration of his search subsided, and now, 2 years later, Matisyahu lives in Crown Heights, splitting his time between the stage and his yeshiva.

Drawing from the sounds of Bob Marley, Shlomo Carlebach, Buju Banton, and Sizzla, yet remaining wholly original, Matisyahu's performance is an uplifting, powerful experience for all in his presence. Even the most pessimistic in his audience is inspired by his ability to so honestly convey such a delicate topic as faith/spirituality. It is his dedication to his belief and openness to others that compels one to respect his artistry and message. It's in that fleeting moment when our skepticism melts and our souls open up, that Matisyahu enters with his booming sound of faith.

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