So open up your morning light. And say a little prayer for I. You know that if we are to stay alive. Then see the peace in every eye. . She had two babies, one was six months, one was three.
So open up your morning light,. And say a little prayer for I. You know that if we are to stay alive. Then see the peace in every eye.... . She had two babies, one was six, one was three.
It all started nine years ago. You sat to my left back in school. The future showed itself to me. The God in you, the God in me. Stood together like two trees.
I nearly died I suicided softly. I saw her shadow through the cafe window. I watched you lean across the table. I watched you whisper in her ear. . And she is your holy Mary.
Long white arms losing their strength and form. Sixty year man on twenty year old skin. Skeleton, your eyes have lost their warmth. Look to your father for some support.
Litte boy, tries to hide,. From the fire in his backyard.. Burning cross, white cloth,. It's the second time this year.. . Hitler's brothers are still alive,.
There is a diamond inside of me. That lights up the sky of my soul. Where fell the diamond when I believed. That all of the hurt was my fault. . I'm opening the heart door.
Where's my white knight, my prince to save the day?. I've always paved my own way. I'm all alone bringin' home the bread. Raisin' the kid, fixin' the bed.
I remember the pain in my mother's eyes. I remember the pain of her compromise years ago. I always wanted to help to make it go away. I didn't know it was her freedom that she needed so.
Whether it be across the sea. Kosovo, Baghdad, Korea. Or here at home, right under our fingertips. In new slavery prison systems. . Holding one in four black American brothers.
Here I am, a black-eyed bird, remaining silent.. I simply watch, your little life from high above.. Wanting to call you, wanting to sing,. Inside your ears and lips and eyes and soul,.
I keep walking down the same city streets. The same city lines, to the same lonely beat. People say, Hello, but I don't know what to say. I don't know how I feel, I just can't act that way.
Love, love. . You make me feel like a sticky pistil. Leaning into a stamen. You make me feel like a Mister Sunshine. Himself. . You make me feel like splendor in the grass.
Who is this hurting mother?. I don't want to be her now. Who in the hell's that sad reflection?. How did I lose myself?. How many time I walk the river, wondering what life's for.
Who is this hurting mother?. I don't want to be her now. Who in the hell's that sad reflection?. How did I lose myself?. How many time I walk the river, wondering what life's for.
I'm black on blacker velvet, milk skin and veins. Like some El Greco painting, so full of pain. So full of longing for light of day. . I thought I knew who I was in the world.
Tell me how the story will unfold,. I know you see everything.. Tell me all about the torch and scroll,. I know you know everything.. . So why do you come to me?.
Lord, make me a lightnin' bolt to burn off this ring. Comin' down, comin' down. Lord, make me a skilsaw to cut through these chains. Comin' down, comin' down.
Goya and El Greco, Gaugin and Van Gogh. Painted light in the darkness, Chiaroscuro. Imagine we were a painting a woman and a man. Two lovers on a canvas, one is white, one is black.
Carmen, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know if I can go back. Carmen I'll never be never be never be the same again. Carmen. . The way you set the table.