Little People-The Procussions

[00:00.00] [00:00.000] 作曲 : Brian Roberson [00:09.87][Verse 1: Mr. J. Medeiros] [00:28.904]Envision the prison of age [00:30.378]Where the apparent disposition [00:31.854]Is that of a parrot commissioned to live in a cage [00:33.959]Who hits the parents when decisions are made [00:35.986]To not listen and they got their fists in opposition to fair play [00:39.332]Must be in your submission to rage [00:40.939]You became a victim the same way [00:42.980]The system done gave way [00:44.239]Inflicting the same pain [00:45.354]Your convicted and can't blame [00:46.804]Recondition your brain till your convinced you can't change [00:49.334]Understandably wishin' family tradition won't land you in a position [00:52.856]Where you feelin' the rain [00:54.103]Lonely without a home, cause now your child's grown [00:56.510]Wearing a milestone like its the only tie you own [00:59.166]Crying when your alone [01:00.252]Hoping that God forgives you, wondering if your kids do [01:02.842]No one should have to live through [01:04.124]The violence that you been through [01:05.325]The fight that's still within you [01:06.574]Its time to make things right and free the child that lives in you [01:08.929][Hook] [01:09.714]Hear me...see me... [01:12.136]Do you even know I'm still breathing [01:14.735]I listen to the sounds of a TV [01:16.872]The only thing that really wants to reach me [01:19.692]Daddy listen...Mommy please... [01:22.207]There must be a better way to raise me [01:24.546]I'm yelling till my ears can't hear me [01:26.832]Into a silence that kills me [01:28.574][Verse 2: Stro] [01:28.930]There Billy stands in twenty below gripping his coat [01:31.972]That froze two hours ago [01:33.600]Dramatic I know, but cold ain't it, seven year old's waiting [01:36.539]Takes another look at a picture that lost time painted [01:39.227]We say put it away I can't look at it [01:41.766]The truth stings a little when you look at it [01:44.199]We're creating a mold of bad habits [01:46.142]When the teacher got eleven year old's that blast at 'em [01:48.94]And the world tunes in just then [01:50.348]Listening to every word that he should have heard at age ten [01:53.024]Then daddy wonders where it all began [01:55.320]He could call you a father, but couldn't really ever call you a friend [01:58.265]You worked hard to provide a home for good living [02:00.930]And you figured, that's all that you really had to give 'em [02:03.938]Now, if you don't know much know this [02:05.882]All work, no play, far cry, near miss [02:08.333][Hook] [02:09.235]Hear me...see me... [02:11.509]Do you even know I'm still breathing [02:14.016]I listen to the sounds of a TV [02:16.178]The only thing that really wants to reach me [02:18.830]Daddy listen...Mommy please... [02:21.229]There must be a better way to raise me [02:23.614]I'm yelling till my ears can't hear me [02:26.334]Into a silence that kills me [02:28.268][Verse 3: Rez] [02:28.590]It was once said that the [02:29.228]Grass will wither and the flowers will fall down [02:30.813]And every man will pass when his number gets called [02:32.890]But when a child takes his life that type of logic don't work out [02:35.587]A flower never chose to pluck its own pedals out [02:37.763]And through out of the tears it gets so clear [02:40.445]That the son I held dear I lost somewhere [02:42.856]Between my work passion and a child size casket [02:45.510]Hard to grasp when these dreams keep flashing his [02:48.159]Cold foot hanging from a stainless steel table and [02:50.515]A white sheet stain with a mothers pain a grief [02:52.917]Every day I wake to face this feeling of pain [02:54.857]So I milk the scapegoat to ease this feeling of blame thinking [02:57.988]What kind of man am I? What kind of mother were you? [03:00.623]What kind of life did we subject our child to? [03:02.805]Wishing I would have listened I would have probably seen clues [03:05.378]Praying for salvation that his soul could sure use [03:07.753][Hook] [03:08.267]Hear me...see me... [03:10.967]Do you even know I'm still breathing [03:13.141]I listen to the sounds of a TV [03:15.80]The only thing that really wants to reach me [03:18.451]Daddy listen...Mommy please... [03:20.844]There must be a better way to raise me [03:23.129]I'm yelling till my ears can't hear me [03:25.515]Into a silence that kills me [03:37.82]