It’s too late for me but not too late for you
If I share my wisdom will it smooth your way?
I thought about dying just the other day
As the sky faded softly from black to blue
Years ago I picked a house on a dead end street
While you were young it kept you safe
I’d sit on the step watching the games you played
Then you danced away on swift and pointed feet
On the US news another black kid’s dead and gone
My Canadian neighbours are mistakenly smug
Thinking we don’t keep loaded guns lying on the rug
And another terrorist attack happened across the pond
Seems there is more today to be frightened of
If my words can’t keep you safe I'll use my arms
But I’m weak and far away and I’ve lost my charm
So I put my trust in prayer and in God’s endless love
But even I know, God never promised happy times
We just use that belief like a crutch to prop us up
Wish that faith and my love for you would be enough
To save you from melancholy, loss, tears and crimes
It’s too late for me but not too late for you
If I share my wisdom will it smooth your way?
I thought about living just the other day
And I saw you smiling in the cloudless blue
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