Life is a tragedy with many of the Lords family members
We all part of one huge fire 'till it loses its remaining embers
I’m still waiting for a sign a voice to follow when I have sorrow
In deep panic at night leaves you breathless to hard to swallow
Can u picture a world on fire and say you can live through it....
No need to imagine, we living it, terrorism in every aspect isn’t it dramatic
I thought once a long time ago that peace was coming closer every second
it hasn’t happened, I’m still waiting, one ignorant action one more soul missing
Reducing our collection of Soul survivor, adding the number of tombs we see…
AWOL soldiers, night riders, leaves us asking, wondering now where are we?
There is no act of kindness, we left it all behind us, so when is it going to happen?
We left stranded on the floor, face first in the dirt, crying about things so tragic….
The “Twin Children” fell from the impact of two “Silver Birds” on September 11th
Bomb scares, shoot -outs, God can just sit and watch us live in fear nothing blends in
So when is this lifestyle of ours going to end ,start over and refresh its own pages again?
Like we been doing through out time, we stand on our feet firmly and wait ’till it happens
Life is an book with out “any writing“, but life has its “off beats” so there isn’t much rhyming
According to prophets we all got our hour to shine, but our lives moments have been timed kid
So when we get older or get our big break, we’re still pawns, or game pieces in the game of life
according to our souls life isn’t over, peace hasn’t began, we are still waiting for that bright light