Here's another one I wrote tonight. It's pretty simple and reasonably straight forward. I have it playing as a slow and darkly toned song in my head, but we'll see where it goes once I can actually play something I like.
Our Call
We stand there and cry but never really shed tears,
we rise on 'are' toes, still small we appear.
We pray and we preach much like a scream and a yell,
we always feel fear, are first to rebel.
It's time we stand up and work as one and for all,
gather as fam'ly and answer 'are' call.
We swear to stay green but hardly ever do try,
we watch life go round, oft lonely then die.
We can't find a grip on our reality,
we won't ever grow with acts so carefree.
No, I'm not saying that I know all the answers,
hell I'll admit, hardly know much at all.
But if there's one thing I know, this I know for sure:
it's about damn time that we answer 'are' call.
Last edited by Senf; 10-27-2009 at 03:38 AM.
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