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JCro
Guest
We miss the grit, the grind, the pride of no complaints
The most valuable sweat that feeds the earth
The blood that feeds the family
Where is the bread that you have made
Where is the bread that I have made
Organization and more options and missing the mark
We are without our humanity, without our passion
We cry another cry, we dream a material dream
We lack spirit because we can buy our entertainment
We musnt save though, unless we musnt ask, we mustn’t build our own
I miss my grandfather whom Ive never known
I miss my grandmother whom I’ve never met
I miss my gathering and family and my station
I am an explorer, an adventurer that breeds a loving family
I am confusing but I am not of this time or the next
I am of the last, I am of the first, I am of Him
I ask so I have my Spirit back , I have my Blood back
I have my water back, I have my Bread back I have my loving family back
And He has calling and I have only begun to answer
I am beginning to be who I am, for I can soon Love back.
The most valuable sweat that feeds the earth
The blood that feeds the family
Where is the bread that you have made
Where is the bread that I have made
Organization and more options and missing the mark
We are without our humanity, without our passion
We cry another cry, we dream a material dream
We lack spirit because we can buy our entertainment
We musnt save though, unless we musnt ask, we mustn’t build our own
I miss my grandfather whom Ive never known
I miss my grandmother whom I’ve never met
I miss my gathering and family and my station
I am an explorer, an adventurer that breeds a loving family
I am confusing but I am not of this time or the next
I am of the last, I am of the first, I am of Him
I ask so I have my Spirit back , I have my Blood back
I have my water back, I have my Bread back I have my loving family back
And He has calling and I have only begun to answer
I am beginning to be who I am, for I can soon Love back.