Return to my womb
Struggling mind
Find peace
Allow freedom to wash over
You
Talented
Embrace me in your
Tender ways
Wet water like the missippi
Drunk on the banks of its lush
Splendor
We are waged clean
Holding on to hope like freedom
In strings we quail God for the chances back we slipped away from at the time
We blew out our minds
Hiding the dope
Slipping on the rope that binds
A parent to me
