Children of Allison

Sky was an artist, who painted from life
Everything he saw, ingrained in his mind
Teacher said "Sky, won't you paint God?"
Sky told the teacher, "I don't know what to draw."
Caleb was a writer with nothing to write
Traveled around the country in search for the light
Never did find it, now he's back at home
His mama says "Write about what you know."

She says, "Ooo baby, if you take your time
You're bound to find moments in which pieces align"
"Ooo now, mama, when's it gonna come"
Questions posed by the children of Allison

Marie Antoinette, the imperial child
Kept to herself while her siblings went wild
Her mother would say, "Girl, revolution will come
And you never know what you got until it's gone."
Landon the librarian, surrounded by text
Late night reading, wondering what's next
His mother would say, "You know the hour is late."
In which Landon replied, "I'll just sleep through the day."

She says, "Ooo baby, if you close your eyes
You're bound to miss moments in which pieces align"
"Ooo now, pretty mama, it all weighs a ton"
Sorrows sung by the children of Allison

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Kite was a drifter, moving with the wind
From town to town, just trying to fit in
Packed up his sorrows, stocked up on strength
His mother writes, "Every dog will have his day."

"Ooo baby, if you take your time
You're bound to find moments in which pieces align"
"Ooo now, mama, when's it gonna come"
Questions posed by the children of Allison
Sorrows sung by the children of Allison
Questions posed by the children of Allison
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