Persepolis

He lived verse for verse, he never read words, he always memorized
He grew lemon trees from which he would breed yellow canary birds
He smoked his red rocks
He never listened to clocks
He was a visionary
He wore a true Gypsy's badge from a different land
He was a prophet of mine

Persepolis he was his own police, he was a prophet of mine

He raised eight soldiers young
He watched his life come undone
His courage bright as the sun
He had eyes that could sing
He had my daddy in spring
He was a warm hearted man
He laid side by side the love of his life until the day he died
He held me real tight and then he knighted a knight
He was a prophet of mine

Persepolis



Credits
Writer(s): Karen Vasquez, Lenaya Lynch, Rahill Jamalifard, Erin Campbell
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