money
please stop acting funny
with me
yeah please be
in my bank account
for centries
yeah even after I'm dead and gone
money, please live on
strong
and proud
yeah green
and loud
yeah even in the clouds
stand proud man
yeah even in quicksand
rule over this land
like a king or a queen
yeah spread your wings
and make things better
okay
this is my last day
living this way
yeah in the grey
and the blue
yeah okay
it has been sun too
and some fun too
but tomorrow is new
so please no sorrow
in my borrowed day
of birth
yes please send worth
and friends
to spend quality time
yes please Father just let be...
Heavenly happy
on Earth
yeah in Christ Name
please bless my frame
with no pain
or no hurtful games
yes Father just reign
on this here daughter
amen
man, i have lived 41 years of Sundays on this land
yes , because that was God's plan
so that I can
write this word
like a bird
flies high
in the sky
yes by and by
I try
and do
yes I pursue
the glory glue
yes which you know who
I am stuck to
yes I have a clear view
and an open ear
yes I am his dear
daughter
yes I am worth more
than a quarter
so here i stand
as a human
yeah trying to figure out
what life is all about
yeah my soul shouts
for answers
as dancers
move and groove
around me
yeah they look so peaceful
they look so free v
but why?
can that not be
my story
of glory
from right to left
breath to breath
heartbeat to heartbeat
yeah before God'closes the door
or puts in a very deep sleep
I cry alone
like a song on the radio
yeah my tears love to flow
fast and slow
but no one really understands
what is playing in the middle
is it a fiddle
and are the lyrics riddles
set to instrumentals
but either way
all I can say
is...
my eyes are wet
and my feelings are hurt
but work work work work work work
I woke up
my heart beating strong
but I woke up alone
yeah i sad clone of yesterday i must say
so my heart is still really grey
but that's okay, i guess?
yeah since my body got some rest
but i still would like to be blessed
with love
yeah as real as doves
flying high in the sky
i would love for a guy to give me a try
before i die
or cry out with doubt
like a spout
filled with real
water
yeah i am a lonely daughter
from Arkansas
but i long to be a strong
supportive wife
in life
when i am woke
or provoked
man, in my dreams
i have a guy
who makes me scream
and cry happy tears
and he calms my fears
like Christ
but why can't I have this in real-life?
yeah to be kissed
and missed
with some spice
yeah a.k.a. paradise
on a pillow
and sweet talks
in our walks
on this world
yeah, I yearn to be....
somebody's girl-
friend
but when the time is right
I will become a wife
but man, right now
it cuts like a knife
because there's no romantic-love
to speak of
oh well, I guess...
i will go get some more rest
a.k.a. deep sleep
and just keep on dreaming
about a dude
that sometimes feeds me food
when the mood is right
yeah my eyesight works perfectly
at night
but man,
I don't understand
why I can't see nothing in the morning?
