Con man took your money
Preacher man took your soul
No one left to turn to
Nowhere left to go
Another woman took your man
eviction notice on your door
on your knees praying again
weeping silently on the floor
let it go
yeah
let it go
Boss man take your job away
Parents turn away from their child
Your hair is frizzy and your face a mess
clothes all wrinkled and out of style
let it go
yeah
let it go
You can't please anyone
anytime
they want a piece of you
better stand in line
and let it go
let it go
forget it all
to hell with the freefall
move on down
away from this town
let it go
pack it
stack
load it on up
let it go
Revisiting hope: Today and tomorrow
2 comments:
Writng song lyrics these days, 'dreamer? The last few have that feel...
I've been writing lyrics since I first picked up the pen.
If I could only get them into a song....
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