s take corrodes I'll describe my pain You don't stay in my thoughts Fascination among these tears Find my blind eyes Praise of a blind child Praise
Oversettelse: Levon Helm. The Blind Child.
loved before. And is her footstep soft and light, Her voice so meek and mild, And father do you think she'll love, Your blind and helpless child. Oh
THE SLEEPING SLAVE. PROTECT ME FROM VIOLENCE, HOLD ME IN YOUR COOL LIPS, YOU DRUG ME WITH KINDNESS, SO I CAN PRETEND I EXIST. NOW YOU BE THE ONLY CHILD
Come here little kiddies on my lap Guess who's back with a brand new rap And I don't mean rap as in a new case Of child molestation accusates Ah ah
childrens song (Child, child, the child, child) (A child is the father of man) Have you listened as they played (Child, child, the child) (A child is
Paradise waits on the crest of a wave, her angels in flames She has no pain, like a child she is pure, she is not to blame Poised for flight, wings spread
cold December morning? Songbirds frozen in their flight Drifting to the earth, remnants of forgotten dreaming Dawning answer comes there none Go to sleep you child
a tear in my eye, the waters of Tyne in between you and I And here I sit with a tear in my eye, the waters of Tyne in between you and I As a child I
a custody war, my lawyer stay down She never got a chance To hear my side of the story we was divided She had fish frys and cookouts On my child's birthday
Close your eyes, the physical can be so blind In my eyes, the innocent can be so wise It's not about black or white, this is wrong or right Can you take
There was always a power I could feel It was guidance to tell me the way to go But nowadays I feel like I can't hear that voice I've been flying blind
us to part? Then I started looking for some sympathy (You know that boys can still be boys) Churning out this hurting deep inside of me (Just like a child
flatness was killing me And I, I must confess, I paid for these, paid for these Are they big enough? I'm just a child. It's not a crime! Make my boobies
us all love one another Hallelujah, hallelujah Make all our hearts blind to color Hallelujah, hallelujah God bless the child who suffers
your soul, now your done with. You hear the gun click. (gunshot). Blood stains on the walls and carpet, pain and the hardships of a father identifyin' his child
buggin thinking how you doin' up there Probably watching over me calling out my fouls Fuck with mad chicks but I take care of my child I miss that
it calm your trembling soul? Would it ease your every fear? Can we go back to The place where we all used to see through Every thing blinding us? Now
