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I don't believe there is a greater love, one ? and pain
And the love between a momma and her children
And the procession down to the light
And I'm waiting, waiting to die
Watching every day of my life go by
Just waiting, waiting to die
Children beaten, poisons eaten, look at the world,
which I'd sooner forget.
But I swear by the goose bumps upon my skin
That I'll always remember that devilish grin.
And his voice, crying out as he faded
graves for the mass killings
Children crying as they become orphans while all those punks laugh about the pain they caused
No god looks at us and we're too
the same
Everyone’ is filled with pain
Tell me how to make it all go away
In the middle of the night
Children crying why do i
Have to be afraid to live
Stuck
Children crying, all the blood in the streets
From the womb to the tomb, immune to deceit
Beaten down since birth
Raised with no self worth
No justice
Wonder seize to never end
I can see the world is changing
All around me everything
Unpredictable events
Children dying
Mothers crying
to the freaks, crack buildings
Packed with black children, entrepreneurs producing stacks by the millions
The young kids they want rings and things
The buildings
wounds, torrid blast
Children's bodies, mothers crying
Charred remains, burnt at the stake
the uninspiral
Softly children laughing
Believing thoughts divinity
Even though I hear you crying
Ooo I can't do a thing
To walk the distance keep the pace
His
Day one
By Jorge Chacin
Wake up is early morning
Wipe the cobwebs from your eyes
Open your ears to children crying
Don't be shy or be a stranger
King Jesus, every word that you say
I’ll tell em bout my pain, but also that I’m healed by your grace
Ima bring it gritty, but keep it real clean
Ima
She remembers
She remembers long ago
A time when the buffalo roamed
When the children weren't hurting and the women weren't crying
She remembers
I canʼt decide which one is right.
I know that there are many truths.
But I donʼt want to see children crying anymore. That is a battle for life.
Sometimes I don't know why
I feel i wanna start crying
I see the children's eyes
I've seen their hope fade away
When a mother is crying for mercy
law
Crying children of the past
Shrieking ghosts, apparitions
All in vain
You will find
Nothing like solace here
Crying children of the past
Shrieking
once they get at you
(Said, "You'll never be alone again")
This house is haunted by pain transposed into revenue
("The murdered all stay")
That thing
Jesus asleep on the hay
The cattle are lowing the poor baby awakes
But little Lord Jesus no crying he makes
I love the Lord Jesus look down from
The little Lord Jesus
Asleep on the hay
The cattle are lowing
The poor Baby wakes
But little Lord Jesus
No crying He makes
I love Thee, Lord Jesus
The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay.
The cattle are lowing, the baby awakes,
But little Lord Jesus no crying he makes.
I love you, Lord Jesus; look
Jesus asleep on the hay
The cattle are lowing the poor baby awakes
But little Lord Jesus no crying he makes
I love the Lord Jesus look down from
Lord Jesus,
asleep on the hay.
The cattle are lowing,
the poor Baby wakes,
But little Lord Jesus,
no crying He makes;
I love Thee, Lord Jesus,
The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay.
The cattle are lowing, the baby awakes,
But little Lord Jesus no crying he makes.
I love thee, Lord Jesus! Look
Jesus asleep on the hay
The cattle are lowing the baby, he wakes
But little Lord Jesus, no crying he makes
I love thee, Lord Jesus, look down from
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