The Blues...

At three o’clock in the morning I found myself scratching this out of my head

I had to find a way to write it so that it wasn’t so red

So I put it to some music and this is what BLEED…

As I watch my mom fight the fight that so many lose

I catch myself singing the blues

Trying to figure out how this pain keeps finding its way…

Into our homes,

Into our bones

As I watch her fight to keep tonight’s supper down

I find myself asking God “why so many of us got to suffer”

NOW…

It’s not as if we wished for this

Thing or expects it to seep through

We just find ourselves

Finding it in our sleep

It’s so hard not to weep

 But as we see them suffer we began to REALIZE

That weeping won’t make this MINIMIZE

It only MAGNETIZE

Taking it from something we thought so simple to something BIG                                                       

We find ourselves letting it take our dreams

Cause we’re so busy focusing on what’s so SUPREME

LIFE…right now is our focus

But if we DON’T take the time to let this PROVOKE us

We’ll NEVER find a cure and life will NEVER be so pure

 Cause we’ll find ourselves

LOST in the RAIN

DROWNING in our PAIN

As we watch so many fight the fight only to LOSE

Cause we STEADY singing the same old BLUES

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