It's just nonsense the type of stuff that they are subjected to
Poetry come to life through Backpacker Hip-Hop
Story behind the song
Children have it tough, I know from past experiences.
Lyrics
When the children cry at night
It means that life's a fight
That night is bright with tears
And fears are blankets
That hold the dearly departed
Cold and lonely hearted... heavily broken,
Demons have spoken
Legions of olden
Words and phrases
Are only saying
That life is golden
Moments frozen
Hold em
No one
Can steal our moment
So it , seems that dreams are beams
Of light through dark times,
Life is gleaming ,
Seething , teeming , means of leaving.
This darkened place ,
Darkness takes , the hearts that break
Faces pace with grains of hatred.
Breaths are taken ,
And words are saying that ...
Children build the future
Of broken movements,
So the soothing breeze that stirs the leaves,
Can only speak through these ... children.
Have you ever listened to a child crying ...
It makes you wanna die inside and lie in
A bottomless pit ,
Cuz alot of their shit ,
Is founded upon
A father that quit
Or a love absence ,
It captures the drastic actions ,
And passes the past to grow in disaster
In this pasture we've grown in,
We're all holdin on to dream's we've stolen
And so we're spoken to ,
With hopes that soon ,
We will grow into ,
The new wave of people
And that the evils
That pulse our being
Won't be lethal ,
But instead will lead us
To be the leaders,
Pressure placed
And darkness takes
Back the place
It states it's claim
In the rooms of our children
It makes it's name...
Turning dreams to mares,
Speak through fears ,
Opening eyes to the children's cries
Leaking tears ....
