4th Day Prayer
I was the Queen of Westmount Park
It was all mine after dark
Old willow tree, it was my throne
'Til I, 'til I went home
Father used me like a wife
Mother turned the blindest eye
Stole my body, spirit, pride
He did, he did each night
One for the hate that loops and loops
Two for the poison at the roots
Three for the children breaking through
Four for the day we're standing in the sun
"These are the best years of your life"
If I'd believed it, I'd have died
Something told me that they lied
Oh I, oh I survived
Left home, I was just a child
Slept in the graveyard, end of the Mile
When the sun came up and found my skin
I rose, I rose again
One for the hate that loops and loops
Two for the poison at the roots
Three for the children breaking through
Four for the day we're standing in the sun
Slip streams and fever dreams
Do you see what I can't see?
Tell me, tell me, tell me
I want to understand
From the coast of Africa
To the hills of Grenada
To the cold of Montreal
That whip, that whip still falls
One for the hate that loops and loops
Two for the poison at the roots
Three for the children breaking through
Four for the day we're standing in the sun
One for the hate that loops and loops
Two for the poison at the roots
Three for the children breaking through
Four for the day-
One for the hate that loops and loops
Two for the poison at the roots
Three for the children breaking through
Four for the day-
It was all mine after dark
Old willow tree, it was my throne
'Til I, 'til I went home
Father used me like a wife
Mother turned the blindest eye
Stole my body, spirit, pride
He did, he did each night
One for the hate that loops and loops
Two for the poison at the roots
Three for the children breaking through
Four for the day we're standing in the sun
"These are the best years of your life"
If I'd believed it, I'd have died
Something told me that they lied
Oh I, oh I survived
Left home, I was just a child
Slept in the graveyard, end of the Mile
When the sun came up and found my skin
I rose, I rose again
One for the hate that loops and loops
Two for the poison at the roots
Three for the children breaking through
Four for the day we're standing in the sun
Slip streams and fever dreams
Do you see what I can't see?
Tell me, tell me, tell me
I want to understand
From the coast of Africa
To the hills of Grenada
To the cold of Montreal
That whip, that whip still falls
One for the hate that loops and loops
Two for the poison at the roots
Three for the children breaking through
Four for the day we're standing in the sun
One for the hate that loops and loops
Two for the poison at the roots
Three for the children breaking through
Four for the day-
One for the hate that loops and loops
Two for the poison at the roots
Three for the children breaking through
Four for the day-
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Writer(s): Allison Russell, Jeremy Thomas Lindsay
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