Twenty-five years of
my life and still.
I´m trying to get up that
great big hill of hope, for
a destination.
I realized quickly when I knew
I should, that the world was made
up of this brotherhood of man
for whatever that means.
And so I cry sometimes when I´mlying in my bed just to get it
all out what´s in my head andI am feeling a little peculiar.
And so I scream from the top ofmy lungs what´s going on?
And I say: Hey - ey - ey- e-ey.
Hey - ey - ey. I say: Hey, what´s
going on?
And I try, oh, my God, do I try,I try all the time in thisinstitution, and I pray, oh, my
God, do I pray, I pry ev´ry single
day, for a restitution.
And so I wake in the morning when I
step outside and I take a deepbreath and I get real high the I
am feeling a little peculiar.
