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Dead Children
02:05
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Dead children dancing in the street
dead children in the night in the heat
dead children don't know what they done
dead children don't know right from wrong
dead children with dead eyes
dead from bullets dead from lies
dead from dreams that done gone and died
when you see'em comin' you better hide
dead children comin' out at night
suckin' life from the town outside
and folks with a sigh just a'shaking their heads
and sayin' ain't it just a shame, then goin' to bed
dead children runnin' the streets at night
dancing in the red moonlight
blood pouring out upon the street
and no one daring to care or weep
dead children with dead eyes
dead from bullets dead from lies
dead from dreams that done gone and died
when you see'em comin' you better hide
Dead children with no place to go
Dead children with guns and knives
Dead children with no one to love
Dead children just waiting to die....
Dead children just a'wishin' to die...
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Blood Brothers
04:02
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laughing in the swimming pool
swinging from ropes on trees
we talked of things I don't recall
we were dirt and scabby knees
we acted out our favorite scenes
from our favorite TV shows
we explored the savage woods
that were the hedge in my back yard
[chorus]
you were part of me I was part of you
and together we would be
we knew that we were both alike
brothers bound by common need
I guess I knew you were crazy
when your hand it was you sliced
and made me swear blood brothers
as your blood dripped off the knife
Well those were the good old days
of secrets hidden deep
pretending everything was fine
and the sorrow underneath
well one day your family moved
and left a vacant house
I forgot your name like children do
when they have a broken heart
[chorus]
I grew up and went away to school
got a degree and got a job
I lived away for fifteen years
until I moved back from afar
I volunteer for the shelter
where I saw you on a cot
I didn't say hello to you
before the lights went out
[chorus]
I wonder about secrets
that you never told
I remember prayers to God above
whose grace it is I know
I could have been the one who was
on that cot last night
you could have been the one who lived
and who won that fight
you were part of me I was part of you
and together we would be
what was it that tore us apart
and shaped our paths so differently?
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3. |
I Saw Jesus
04:34
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I saw Jesus the other day
standing in the rain
a cop cars blue lights
flashing across his face
a dead child in the gutter
who once was his best friend
I saw jesus weep standing
in the rain the other day
I saw Jesus the other day
standing in the street
as his mother smoked crack cocaine
while her baby wailed in pain
sellin' her own body
to drive away the tears
I saw Jesus bow his head in prayer
on the street the other day
I saw Jesus the other day
sleepin' on the street
eyes dark with bruises
where he had been beat
momma had been drinkin'
threw him out the door
I saw Jesus sleepin'
on the street the other day
I saw Jesus the other day
lookin' for a meal
he musta been maybe twelve years old
but no one seemed to see.
Well they say Jesus was crucified
and died for our sins
well I saw jesus dyin'
and it didn't change a thing.
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If I were an angel
02:44
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If I were an angel
would I follow you
watch over you when danger
threatened to harm you?
If I were an angel
would I help you all day long
could I walk beside you
when things were going wrong?
If I were an angel could I walk these streets with you
and give you peace and comfort when the world was mad at you?
Could I say to you all the things I'm wantin' to?
Could I save your soul from the things you see and do?
Well if I were an angel
could I whisper in your ear
and guide you and protect you
when danger was near
Well if I were an angel
could I say that I love you
Could I tell you how proud I was
to be a friend of you?
Well I aint no angel and neither are you
we're just two folks doin' the best we can do
well when you're wandering those streets looking for your doom
If I were an angel, then could I save you?
well if I were an angel
would hypocrisy and greed
still be standing between
yourself and what you need
Well if I were an angel
could I save you from your doom
could I take that needle from your hand
instead of leaving you?
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Salvation
03:05
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You were beautiful at rest
with your long straight hair
and slender arms and
I wanted for you all the good
that a world could bring
I wanted to bring flowers
and stuffed animals for your arms
for you to hug and hold like
no one ever had held you
I wanted for you everything
you had never known
I wanted for you everything
before it was all gone
And you smiled and you spoke softly
of enemies and men
and the reality you were in
and the danger and the fury
and the streets all day a hurricane
that you navigate with nimble feet
and a smile that did not reach your eyes
a smile that did not reach your eyes
Except when you looked at me.
when you looked at me
When you looked at me
I thought maybe I loved you
And I tried to save you
but you didn't want saving
Your salvation was a gun in hand
in your hand, firm and steady
in your hand, warm and ready
And that was your salvation
And that was your salvation
Your salvation your salvation
In the ground no salvation
No salvation / no salvation
in the end / in the end.
You were beautiful at rest
with your long straight hair
and slender arms and
I wanted for you all the good
that a world could bring
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Eric Lee Green Sacramento, California
White trash blues
Three chords and the truth.
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