How Can I Cry
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I'm walking slowly, taking in a cloudy day
A river of people passes me and goes away
I'm feeling weary
I'm feeling like I'm wasting time
The troubles in my life just ain't worth a dime
Sisters and brothers, forgive me for the things I say
I'm losing the meaning, I'm losing sense of night and day
The sun that I'm seeing it is the same around the earth
So why is our freedom ruled by our birth?
And how can I cry about freedom
When I've lived a whole life of liberty?
And how can I sing about suffering and pain?
I sing for all the souls who do not complain
Tomorrow and justice seem so high and far away
While people are hungry, mistreated each and every day
Whatever, oh can I do?
I'm standing here on solid ground
I sing for the silent people
Lord, hear our sound
And I'm wondering why
The blues and the blacks and the grays
Are covering my world?
What is the mystery of the dove
That she stays so long away?
Why are my sisters singing songs
Of their pain so beautifully?
Why are my brothers crying tears of silence so helplessly?
And how can I cry about freedom
When I've lived a whole life of liberty?
And how can I sing about suffering and pain?
I sing for all the souls who do not complain
Who do not complain
I'm walking slowly, taking in a cloudy day
A river of people passes me and goes away
I'm feeling weary
I'm feeling like I'm wasting time
The troubles in my life just ain't worth a dime
Sisters and brothers, forgive me for the things I say
I'm losing the meaning, I'm losing sense of night and day
The sun that I'm seeing it is the same around the earth
So why is our freedom ruled by our birth?
And how can I cry about freedom
When I've lived a whole life of liberty?
And how can I sing about suffering and pain?
I sing for all the souls who do not complain
Tomorrow and justice seem so high and far away
While people are hungry, mistreated each and every day
Whatever, oh can I do?
I'm standing here on solid ground
I sing for the silent people
Lord, hear our sound
And I'm wondering why
The blues and the blacks and the grays
Are covering my world?
What is the mystery of the dove
That she stays so long away?
Why are my sisters singing songs
Of their pain so beautifully?
Why are my brothers crying tears of silence so helplessly?
And how can I cry about freedom
When I've lived a whole life of liberty?
And how can I sing about suffering and pain?
I sing for all the souls who do not complain
Who do not complain
Credits
Writer(s): Smiley Moira
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