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From the forest itself comes the handle for the axe
Split this wilderness, listen up, this ain't where it's at
Clear a path so that you could find your way back
Chop 'em down, chop 'em down, chop 'em down, chop 'em down
Time flies by like clouds passing in the sky
Lifetime's here, then gone with the blink of an eye
March through the desert one step at a time
March through the desert one step at a time
From the forest itself comes the handle for the axe
Drop the staff, Moshe rabbainu, split the ocean in half
March through the desert, this ain't where it's at
Chop 'em down, chop 'em down
Chop, chop 'em down, chop, chop 'em down
Patterns engraved, not so easily erased
Still wandering, tryna find your place
Playin' the game, I see pain on your face
Nowadays the yiddin, like children sold as slaves
Strange ways running through the maze

Strange ways always lost in the desert tryna find your way
Lost, lost in the desert tryna find your way
From the forest itself comes the handle for the axe
Split this wilderness, listen up, this ain't where it's at
Clear a path so that you could find your way back
Chop 'em down, chop 'em down, chop 'em down, chop 'em down
Chop 'em down, chop 'em down, chop 'em down, chop 'em down
Joseph, descended, sold as a slave
Thrown into a dungeon 'cause he wouldn't be swayed
Interpreted pharaohs dream and Egypt was saved
Stock, piled food for seven years of rain
Sold to all the nations when the drought came
Joseph, rose to power and the yiddin stayed
They started to grow and success was made
Pharaoh's getting worried, let's make 'em pay
Bound in chains, first born was sent down to their graves
Moshe, was saved and a prince he was raised
Hashem, spoke to him, here's a message to relay
Take my nation from Mitzrayim, I see the suffering
Hard hearts, ego breaks, take sparks and make way
Trail blaze through the wasteland breaking the chains
Last generation just the ruminants
March through the desert leaving footprints
Peel off the lid this is just plastic, gotta get into it, get into it
Heavy hitter, stepping solid, never quitter, jump into the ocean
Before it split, gotta jump into it
Rip, rip in Egypt, get into it, through my fire lit, just get into it
600,000 witnessed it, no you didn't forget, no you didn't forget
Rip, rip through Egypt, get into it, gotta jump into it, jump, jump into it
In the spiritual desert, things are not what they seem
Snakes camouflaged, just to fit the scene
Rip, rip through Egypt, jump into it
In the spiritual desert, things are not what they seem
Snakes camouflaged, just to fit the scene
The king is sitting in his throne of glory
The king is sitting in his throne of glory
The king is sitting in his throne of glory

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Matisyahu (born Matthew Paul Miller, June 30, 1979) is an American reggae musician.

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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