Third Verse to an old song
c. 2004
They creep when they walk
And they talk ‘cause they[‘re] sad
Somewhere down the line
They lost both feet
So somebody stole all the dreams that they had
Single mother raising us
Sometimes praising us
Bringing us the calm
When we’re sometimes raising [rising] up
I got [have] instruments that I’m sometimes taking up
Because I can’t sometimes take it
Faaa…
People don’t understand
This is real life
Nothing like TV
Or the books that I’m sometimes taking up
You can’t sometimes make it up
But I’ll make it
Love it or hate it
Or call it luck
They take my kindness for a weakness
And they refuse to look in my eyes
So they[‘re] not hearing
Here’s Johnny
Surprise surprise
Respect me and nobody dies
The future’s coming
I’m trying to be saving lives
I was born fearless
I grew careless
And now I could care less
In my heart there’s only room for my friends and my family
And they’re both the same to me
I ask people
Why you think it’s cool to lie to me
Honesty
Loyalty
Is [are] what I cherish
So when you perish
I can respect you for what you were trying to be
G.C.