David Lingabee Songs & Songwriting

I want you to know,
We’re not from here,
I hope it’s what
you want to hear.

We’ve all tried hard
To make it go,
But often find
we just don’t know.

It seems so sad,
We forgot we are,
Children of God,
Yearning to be on par.

We hope we’re bigger
than who we seem,
But subtle blocks
can cloud our dreams.

Whomever your God
that you now pray,
Wish those dreams
and go your way.

Sometimes alone,
When all is calm,
Remembering who
you really are.

Taught to do what you’ve been told,
Breaking out is way too bold,
And after all they’re bigger than us,
Too much hassle to make a fuss.

Welcome to,
The Status Quo,
It gives us dreams,
That seem hard to know.

They make you feel
You’ll be alright,
As long as you
stay in their sight.

Many try,
When they are young,
To be themselves
and free their tongue.

But soon they find,
Not many rights,
Just what’s allowed,
Whether black or white.

Yes, soon they find,
Not many rights,
Just what’s allowed,
Whether black or white.

Yes, soon they find,
Not many rights,
Just what’s allowed,
Whether black or white.

You have to be
Yourself,  just you,
No other way,
But you probably knew.

You have to be
Yourself, just you,
No other way,
But you probably knew.
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