J.Period & K'naan - Don't Think Twice lyrics


What is your real message?

My real message? Hahahah.
Keep a good head and always carry a lightbulb.
Well, I plugged it into my socket and the house exploded.

Do you think that a lot of young people who buy your records, will they understand a single word?


Daybreak elevates the fear of heartbreaks
Embrace with the chase we all got to taste
You feel so stuck in a losin' race between a rock on the finger, and a hard place
There's time for peace, but mostly it's war
But it's love always, the ghost we endure
Like an old fairy tale they chose to be poor
Then he writes his songs and you can be sure,

One day, one day, one day came and gone
?then his fairweather friends never came around?
?and in the iron sea he was feelin' down?
Desperation his belt, loss was his gown.
So he wore his hat, wore it proudly,
Picked up his duffel bag, it was cloudy.
Turned to face her with a weary head,
One last look, this is what he said.

(Bob Dylan)

It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe,
If 'in you don't know by now.
An' it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe,
It'll never do some how.
When your rooster crows at the break of dawn,
Look out your window and I'll be gone,
You're the reason I'm travellin' on.
Don't think twice, it's all right.


He spoke like the poets, Baldwin and Byron
And all his woman heard was a siren.
Screams and the guilt, both of them firin',
Until she stopped lovin' and admiring.
It's no one fault, sometimes love falters,
Alters the state and you feel mortars.
Exploding inside your ?heart in heart?
And you thought you'd be fine apart.

One day, one day, one day came and gone,
The pain is still as new as the dawn.
And he asked himself, would he'a turned around,
If he knew regret was where he was bound?
So he wore his hat, wore it proudly,
Picked up his duffel bag, it was cloudy,
Turned to face her with an odd smile,
Like he's been waitin' to say this for a while.

(Bob Dylan)

So long, honey babe
Where I'm bound, I can't tell.
But goodbye's too good a word, babe,
So I'll just say fare thee well.
I ain't sayin' you treated me unkind,
You could have done better but I don't mind.
You just kinda wasted my precious time,
But don't think twice, it's all right.


I think he always made exactly the work he wanted to make,
At the time he wanted to make it.
The audience came to bob.
And that's one of the things that makes him so unique
In the history of American music,
Is the audience came to Bob Dylan.

Ive never been that kinda performer that wants to be 'one of them',
Y'know like, one of the crowd.

This is a young man who grew out of a need.
He came to be because things needed saying,
He somehow had an ear on his generation.