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    "Every Single Soul" Lyrics

    Michael Franti

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    No matter where I roam
    Whoa-oh I know every single soul is poem
    Written on the back of God's hand

    Ya see Moms and Pops be copulatin'
    Plantin' seeds and pickin' weeds for another season
    Another reason for livin' another reason for givin'
    Another reason for lovin' and tryin' stay out of prison
    'cause everything in life can't be nice and
    Everything you want can't be got
    But the lessons on patient be causing the pressure to rise
    And make some people suicidal
    Oh no! another soul, has lost control
    We pull him back into the fold
    He got strung out on the material
    All the superficial initials upon his clothes
    They make me wanna go Sprewell
    Every time I see my family locked in jail
    Uh-huh, the economical can be demonical
    Keep love in your soul


    Ya see people are so beautiful in love
    That's why I'm reminded of life's precious moments every time
    I see lovers walkin' by in the park
    Close my eyes and I stop reminisce
    To see a little baby suckin' on his mama's
    Milk-ey silky smoothness of a lovin' caress holdin' baby to breast
    And blessin' the world with another to test, test, test
    Oh-yes, oh-yes Bom-bom!
    I'd like to sing a little song
    Dedicated to the people who would like to sing along
    'cause every little song has little beats and notes
    Like every little lake has little trees and boats
    All people deserve a safe and warm home
    'cause every single soul is a poem


    Right from the start in a world torn apart
    A baby's love leaves finger prints upon the heart
    So many think it, but never say it
    "why bring a child to this planet full of hatred?"
    They might not make it like the youngest departed
    Or worst of all they might become a part of it
    Involved in it, perpetuating violence, violence
    And growing up in silence
    Seein' things they don't know how to deal with
    And learnin' ways, to try to cope with it
    Cope with it, cope with it
    And not lose hope

    This song was submitted on November 30th, 2013 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Thanks to Snap for the contribution to this song.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Carl Rogers Young, Michael Franti.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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