When I Grow Up



When I grow Up


God forgive a poor boy

I am no good for what you need

My eyes are barely white now

Between my heart and mouth, Im hardening


Hurt has dust the bright in me

They call me black but they called me weak

My body tied to Earth here

I go but never leave


When I grow up

Im gonna wear my head right


Fiction heart walk with me

Take my shoes, lift my knees

Like a willow sun in winter heat

I ask for alone, not sympathy


Passing from the savage tongues

Farmed by wooden window sun

The wild wide open Earth

The cities and their spitting guns


Im gonna tell them all where I came from

Im gonna tell them all where I came from


When I grow up Im gonna make me a living


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