Cultivate

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life

I try to tell young people everyday

If you follow me I’ll steer you away from much misery

A hard head is a heavy price to pay

I guess mines wasn’t hard enough because it hurt damnly everyday

I’ve talked so much I’m past blue I’m gray

I open my eyes and pray asking how I can save a life today

What am I living for is it to die for war

In these streets a mature age I’ve reached

I don’t need a pulpit to preach

Everyday I’m on stage

Fingers still nimble enough to turn the page

Little brother, little sister I feel your rage

God gave me a youthful look so I can stand before you

Read this book and another put down the gun

Love your brother, sister don’t hate your mother

I know it’s hard to do if you let me I’ll walk with you

It’s hard to trust believe me I know there is much

I’m still trying to let go but its better t do so

I’m planting seed in the ground packing it down

Praying for light praying for rain in the cocoon

The caterpillars in pain going through some things

After the storm after the rain let’s see what the harvest brings

I know there’s a reason for all this pain it may sound insane

I talk to myself in the mirror where there’s no one else

Trying to get a grip hold on tight I won’t let you go

Keep your head up there’s nothing but hell bellow

The way is up if you just believe and follow