a breath, take a deep breath Take a breath, take a deep breath And we may wear different clothes And pray to gods in different robes But if we«re praying
skin so hard And breathe that turpentine You're not her only hurting son But her favorite one, it seems You thought you'd die When you heard goodbye And
She got down on hands and knees One ear against the ground Holding her breath to hear something But the dirt made not a sound tonight Echoes of songs
shame and fears And I know who's to blame I feel the presence of a mother And her helpless tears You even don't know her name Chorus: Don't you know
the sea Let the tide be high Let there be a girl Walking by the sea And let there be... Rain! [ALL/AGWE & STORYTELLERS] Rain! [AGWE] Listen to her prayers Full of hope and
racing by And the gods are looking down At a boy they meant to die And a girl who placed herself In their way Pray! Pray! [PEASANTS] Three days gone
And wanting and wanting some air They crumble and fall onto the ground in despair And the gods look from the heavens And the men look from their graves And the gods cry "Damn!" and
She got down on hands and knees, one ear against the ground, holding her breath to hear something, but the dirt made not a sound tonight echoes of songs
... but down to an old wharf shack Inside I heard the trumpet call I salute to the champions on the wall And in the Jazz of squalls and impassioned brawls she danced And
And then there was silence Just a voice from the otherworld Like a leaf in an icy world Memories will fade [Chorus] Misty tales and poems lost All the bliss and
may die" The leaders lies got me reassigned, my loyalty was redefined They will not be allowed to see the rhymes In a town near Kadam and Kakrak Jalalabad I pray
how I eat this, freak the best teacher At the prayer with the preacher, I get (?) in the bleachers And your girl, I might eat her I'm a lover, not a biter
got me fuck naw Little Pac get schizophrenic and manage to damage all y'all I'll talk about 'em and you don't really want it Cause they're cornered and
the book Kiss her sleepy eyes closed and say "it's time" To slip beneath the shadows of the bedroom blinds Well it's always a pleasure and never a chore
storm won't last always She's living back with mama now And her so called friends have let her down And every night before she sleeps I can hear her pray
the sky, I offered my prayers I asked Him for guidance and strength but the simple beliefs of a simple man lay in His hands, and on my head I gave everything