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I hear a voice crying out from the bellies of their mommas |
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Hold on for today don't worry about tomorrow |
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Though the rains of today seem to fall with sorrow |
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Let me be and we'll see this life for tomorrow |
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I hear a cry going out in the middle of the night |
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Under the scatter of the stars from a voice cracked with fright |
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And as the tears stripe cheeks from pain running south |
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The taste of salt hits the corner of her mouth |
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Resting on tied toungues with no breath left to speak |
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Sick of throwing up with no bread left to eat |
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Tired and confused from disillusionment |
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Sunny days turn to grey and away he went |
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Ripping the hooks out your heart from the promises at dark |
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The words found their mark as the sheets came apart |
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Every spoken word broken |
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As he flipped you a token |
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Kiss on the cheek as his feet found the open door |
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What's in store for you he didn't question |
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Shook his burden to the floor to leave you guessing |
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About the future and what it will unfold |
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But you're still standing there rockin' it so bold like |
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[CHORUS x2] |
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Holding on these songs of hope |
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I cannot sing them without you |
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Holding on, holding on |
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You can't just point a finger and say it's alright |
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Make a trip downtown and put it out of sight |
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Because two came together so strong one night |
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And two wrongs don't make one right |
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Giving a voice to the voiceless saying it's choiceless |
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'Cause they're priceless my princess |
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I feel the kicks and the churns give me a turn |
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And a shot at this world to fight the fight |
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To beat my plight and let my light shine |
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In this dark time with all its ways of wearing crime |
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And let this world drown in these ultrasounds |
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Hearing this heart beats speak sweet so profound |
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From beat down to higher ground |
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Where hope abounds with love that astounds |
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Les Miserables this ain't no miserable daughter |
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Calling you Cossette 'cause God will be your father |
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[CHORUS x2] |
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Holding on these songs of hope |
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I cannot sing them without you |
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Holding on, holding on |
