Oh that chaos would settle down
underneath these skies,
then we could look at this sweet earth
with angelic eyes.
...
My grandpa had an old armchair
he sat in every day.
I used to watch him silently
so I wouldn't be in the way.
...
Across the way and around the bend
my world comes to an end.
I do not venture further than that
but there's a garden there I tend.
...
A heavy heart must be treated with care.
It must be made to feel as light as air.
Oh that this were easy to do,
I would do this thing for you.
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He ran like the wind.
But the wind kept chasing him.
He bragged like a lion.
But the lion roared his breath at him.
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What is it that brings us here
into this place of chaos and fear?
Is it because of what we lack
that always seems to bring us back?
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Wherever you are, wherever you go
is where my thoughts do roam.
The melancholy I'm left with
is gone when you come home.
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I have the blood of a white man,
My papa's blood that is.
I have the blood of a black woman,
My mama's blood that is.
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Starry, starry skies
that fill my searching eyes
so distant and so far from me
and yet I feel so close to thee.
...
United we stand. Divided we fall.
This is how they've conquered us all.
Black from white
Rich from poor
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