Hagar

Hagar my dear
You've run off on your own
Do you feel lost and afraid
Ishmael your son
Will be robbed of the promise
Why don't I read that You weep

Hagar my dear
You've been sent to the desert
Do you feel cold and abused
Ishmael your son
Has been robbed of the promise
Why don't I read that You weep

Hold your baby tight
Running through the night
Away from all of us
Who don't wanna see you
Sing a lullaby
A hushed song to cry
For a Spirit
Who don't wanna hear you

Heir to the promise
Of death and destruction
Is it providence or is it chance
Heir to the promise
Heir to your death
Mother to all the oppressed

Hold your baby tight
Running through the night
Away from all of us
Who don't wanna see you
Sing a lullaby
A hushed song to cry
For a Spirit
Who don't wanna hear you

Heir to the promise
Of death and destruction
Is it providence or is it chance
Heir to the promise
Heir to your death
Mother to all the oppressed
Mother to all the oppressed
I guess it's just what you get



Credits
Writer(s): Josh Carroll
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