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American child

Poetry By: Foliostar
Song lyrics


song that has a great tune


Submitted:Mar 12, 2010    Reads: 65    Comments: 2    Likes: 1   


Step into yourself take a look at the world. Is it what you figured.

You were a winner, Season of winter in mind. Cold hearts defrost on the horizon.

I see you. Blowing with in the wind.

Again golden greats were once blue.
Soldier cries become one. As winters become heard through the cold lives that surround.


Chorus:
American child you had to grow up old so fast. American child. I hope you find something wild before you deny . American child all alone. Everything you loved is lost now your just skipping stones. American child Lift your head. Steady your eyes to the sun. Hope is in the one who owns it. American Child miss your family being the grown man . It is hard i understand . American child left in the dust.

You Must fight for the family youve bestowed. We know their not your relatives.His own tears can't even fall.

Cause he fails to see the sun of the throne .

Where his strength comes from.

Whose the strength pushing these 2 thumbs.

Chorus:
American Child. Why so long to bring back unity that you used to have.

American child. 22 years old is a tough year to live through.

Time has made you a older man American child. Alright is not cmon knocking on your door.

American where to go when notihn goods in store

I hope you know whats in store now that your 4 older. Pain has left stains on you face. And cuts on your hands. Just trying to support the people who seem useless. Don't let them use you. Some day youll use up all your juice.

Chorus: American child out of energy at 63 seems like you should retire. Because you are so tired of things being just alright. Youve worked hard through life. Now people say there fine now that you not. Ohhhh American child even your last wish in the hospice i hope you know we feel we will take care of your kids. And make sure that your history with the people of old will not touch them with their cold fingers. We will miss you. American child. goodbye american child no more getting old.





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