Dust On The Ceiling Fan f. Sean Hogan + Sir Dominique Jordan (Single Version)

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lyrics

VERSE
Crowded closets cluttered shelves and hurried hands
demand more attention than all the grains of sand
As time passes and new days land
Time collects the dust on a ceiling fan

SEAN VERSE

VERSE
Time flies or time lies
What do or did you decide
Collections of clutter hoards of trash
What became of the one who was built to last

SEAN VERSE II
SEAN HOOK

The first real time I talked to my inner child
he held way too much anger against me
He
Had these emotions I couldn't understand see
It was like he spoke a different language
And
There was this disconnect
And we I didn't know where all this
STUFF

This stuff

Came from and I couldn't see
Only feel
So how am I to know what's real
What's me and what's the child
what's the pain and what's the trauma

Whats the truth
What's the root
When.
Did I first get abused?
When did I first get used?
Cuz only then can u break out that broom
And begin to clean up that room
And once you clean up that room then you can start
On the task of mending your broken heart

SEAN HOOK

The bitterness hurt nonreduction of seduction brought on by molestation in it's subliminally insidious but innocent nature fueled by constant retraumatization self sabotage neglect and degradation because

Well
Decieving eyes can make you hide
Can make you cry
Can make you push your feelings aside
And when all is said and done
And that person won't hold your hand
Those feelings collect dust on the ceiling fan

SEAN HOOK

When the wounds burn like a frying pan
When the time lies like a cheating man
When life stings like a fool in sand
That shit collects dust on the ceiling fan

When dust falls it can hurt your eyes
When the dust falls you won't know when
Or will you even see it
Why let the dust fall
reach up and clean it

Of the things thats hard to do
Reaching into the darkest parts of you
The dirty moldy dusty musty crevices that hold no value but take up space
Give it up throw it away
It holds no place
That child inside is crying to strive high
Reach the sky and dream wide
Because
Life is in color and there are no regrets
Don't let the goal get buried in the sand
Or let the dream collect dust on the ceiling fan

Reach up shine brighter
Stretch your arms just a lil bit higher

Cuz, you gotta clean that shit y'all

Fingernail scratches clenched down teeth you gotta free that shit clean that shit then get your self free

SEAN VERSE II AND HOOK

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from Circumstantial Saint, released September 11, 2022

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Circumstantial Saint Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

Circumstantial Saint is a smart soul who wants to elevate the flow and collective consciousness of the current now. Combining poetry, spoken word, affirmations & mantras, house, hip hop, blues, r&b, and rock; Circumstantial Saint seems to blend it all under a dark, mystical and airy, but optimistic sound. ... more