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1995, week 32
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A lonely mother gazing out of the window.
Staring at her son that she just can't touch.
If at any time he's in a jam.
She'll be by his side.
But he doesn't realize he hurts her so much.
But all the praying just ain't helping.
At all 'cause he can't seem to keep.
His self out of trouble.
So he goes out and he makes his money.
The best way he knows how.
Another body laying cold in the gutter.
Listen to me.
Don't go chasing waterfalls.
Please stick to the rivers and the lakes that.
You're used to.
I know that you're gonna have it your way.
Or nothing at all.
But I think you're moving too fast.
Little precious has a natural obsession.
For temptation but he just can't see.
She gives him loving that his body can't handle.
But all he can say is baby it's good to me.
One day he goes and takes a glimpse.
In the mirror. But he doesn't recognize his own face.
His health is fading and he doesn't know why.
3 letters took him to his final resting place.
Y'all don't hear me.
I seen a rainbow yesterday.
But too many storms have come and gone.
Leavin' a trace of not one God-given ray.
Is it because my life is ten shades of gray?
I pray all ten fade away.
Seldom praise Him for the sunny days.
And like His promise is true.
Only my faith can undo.
The many chances I blew.
To bring my life to anew.
Clear blue and unconditional skies.
Have dried the tears from my eyes.
No more lonely cries.
My only bleedin' hope.
Is for the folk who can't cope.
Wit such an endurin' pain.
That it keeps 'em in the pourin' rain.
Who's to blame.
For tootin' caine in your own vein.
What a shame.
You shoot and aim for someone else's game.
You claim the insane.
And name this day and time.
For fallin' prey to crime.
I say the system got you victim to your own mind.
Dreams are hopeless aspirations.
In hopes of comin' true.
Believe in yourself.
The rest is up to me and you