Mother mother tell your children
That their time has just begun
I have suffered for my anger
There are wars that can't be won
Father father please believe me
I am laying down my guns
I am broken like an arrow
Forgive me
Forgive your wayward son
Everybody needs somebody to love
(mother, mother)
Everybody needs somebody to hate
(please believe me)
Everybodys bitching
Cause they can't get enough
And it's hard to hold on
When there's no one to lean on
Faith: you know you're gonna live thru the rain
Lord you got to keep the faith
Faith: don't let your love turn to hate
Right now we got to
Keep the faith
Keep the faith
Keep the faith
Lord we got to keep the faith
Tell me baby when I hurt you
Do you keep it all inside
Do you tell me als forgiven
And just hide behind your pride
Everybody needs somebody to love
(mother, father)
Everybody needs somebody to hate
(please don't leave me)
Everybodys bleeding
Cause the times are tough
Well it's hard to be strong
When there's no one to dream on
Faith: you know you're gonna live thru the rain
Lord you got to keep the faith
Now you know is not too late
Oh you got to keep the faith
Faith: don't let your love turn to hate
Right now we got to
Keep the faith
Keep the faith
Keep the faith
Lord we got to keep the faith
Walking in the footsteps
Of societys lies
I don't like what I see no more
Sometimes I wish that I was blind
Sometimes I wait forever
To stand out in the rain
So no one sees me cryin
Trying to wash away the pain
Mother father
There's things Ive done I can't erase
Every night we fall from grace
Its hard with the world in yours face
Trying to hold on, trying to hold on
Faith: you know you're gonna live thru the rain
Lord you got to keep the faith
Faith: don't let your love turn to hate
Right now we got to keep the faith
Faith: now it's not too late
Try to hold on, trying to hold on
Keep the faith
Today, I attended the funeral of two of my childhood friends' mother. It was gut-wrenching, and of course, I feel awful for the two of them, and kept thinking that someday, I will have to bury my parents, too. And I think I'm fortunate in that I'm almost 40 and my parents are both still with me.
And I couldn't help thinking... that M was a good mom to me, too -- in that she was always way more accepting of everything I am and was than my own mother was -- even with the same religious (Southern Baptist) background. And she will be missed, even though I didn't keep in regular touch with her over the years (I did see her just a couple of months ago, after Donna died). You know what made me feel good today? That I've succeeded. I was the kid that got out, broke the patterns, and made more out of myself than anyone ever thought I could after I got pregnant at 19.
Keep the Faith.
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