
Date of issue: 30.09.2009
Record label: De Medeiros
Song language: English
Left Me |
She said it with a pound to the chest |
As she regretted every effort |
When she found it was death |
Door knocking from the sound of the flesh |
On the ground he was left in soaked cotton |
God has counted his breath |
And now He got him on a mountain of steps |
With the mouths of his friends |
Saying mom where did he go and how will we live |
It’s an hour like this you can’t prepare for |
Ordering flowers and gifts he won’t be there for |
«I'm a basket case,» she say |
In a casket case he lay |
Love in a plastic kiss he fades away |
Into the depths of the earth |
With the rest of his birth |
He has left us at church |
It’s the best and the worst |
When singing to the blessed and the cursed |
These are the things that have left us hurt |
Hands bursted veins mans words can’t skirt the pain |
Her plans burn in reverse the blame gets rehearsed |
In exchanging eyes she wonders |
If she could have changed his mind |
Stained windows stood and framed a sky |
That changed little couldn’t name the time |
The remaining cry |
Can you remember |
Can you remember |
Can you remember |
Can you remember |
The rain, the rain, the rain, the rain |
Under the skies broken thunder when her eyes open |
Wondering how someone inside could find hope |
When her mind can barley cope with the understanding |
Scary cus her time was as close as his |
When the underhanded reached for her |
Funny how he would speak for her |
Money was only an object |
When running streaks tore her nose lining |
Shed doze off with no whining |
Wake up to the sound of blow coughing |
And Ghost rhyming |
Most of the time when people seek to find their life force |
Its just before the reaper finds them |
Beaten by the white horse |
Or leaking from the eyes or sleeping with a white cross |
Or weakened when they realize its their time for lights off |
Cus then the mics off and there is no performing |
And he writes you off with no warning |
Except for the rain that will fall from the cloud |
That is called to your brow to remind you of the day |
At his grave when you swore you would change |
And all of the pain withdraws that will call you again |
Will be drawn into an autumns wind |
Knowing he sold his life for it but you never bought in |
Can you remember |
Can you remember |
Can you remember |
Can you remember |
The rain, the rain, the rain, the rain |
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What Eva ft. Mr. J. Medeiros | 2019 |
Muggsy Bogues (fg. V) ft. 20 SYL, Mr. J. Medeiros | 2017 |
AllttA ft. 20 SYL, Mr. J. Medeiros | 2017 |
Under the Water (fg. IV) ft. 20 SYL, Mr. J. Medeiros | 2017 |
Calling Crows ft. 20 SYL, Mr. J. Medeiros | 2017 |
The Woods ft. 20 SYL, Mr. J. Medeiros | 2017 |
Choo Choo (fg. III) ft. 20 SYL, Mr. J. Medeiros | 2017 |
I Got One (fg. VIII) ft. 20 SYL, Mr. J. Medeiros, Degree | 2017 |
That Good Ship ft. 20 SYL, Mr. J. Medeiros | 2017 |
Ampersand ft. AllttA, Mr. J. Medeiros | 2020 |
Disarm (fg. VI) ft. 20 SYL, Mr. J. Medeiros | 2017 |
Kinsmen ft. 20 SYL, Mr. J. Medeiros | 2017 |
Baby ft. 20 SYL, Mr. J. Medeiros | 2017 |
Silent Earth- Ohmega Watts Remix | 2007 |
More Better (fg. II) ft. 20 SYL, Mr. J. Medeiros | 2017 |
Snow Fire (fg. I) ft. 20 SYL, Mr. J. Medeiros | 2017 |
Bravado (fg. VII) ft. 20 SYL, Mr. J. Medeiros | 2017 |
Turn Around ft. 20 SYL, Mr. J. Medeiros | 2017 |
Touch Down, Pt. II ft. 20 SYL, Mr. J. Medeiros | 2017 |
Drugs ft. 20 SYL, Mr. J. Medeiros | 2017 |