Little darlin'
(dedicated to James & Cali)
November, 19, 2000
The pieces of your ancestors I brought to the light
Are shining bright in my eyes.
I see them on your face, screaming through your voice.
They came strong and powerful and so I was chosen
To be the one you can face, to be your mirror.
Don't fear what you stare, this flying glass is yours.
I don't care being treated rough by you,
I came to handle you,
I came to make a whole of you,
I came to bring all those pieces out of the dark.
A ring on your Ma's finger, all gold and glow,
A fire in the hearth, warm in her heart too.
I can be what burns you and so you'll see
Those pieces you're made of melting in my arms.
So come close honey, surrender to me.
Come healing the pieces of your ancestors
I brought to the light.
Don't be ashamed to raise the veil.
Aim at me this finger, point that gun at my face.
Don't be afraid, no don't be afraid.
Surrender to your strength, face your own rage.
Point it at me, point it at me.
I came to be the one who can handle you.
To stand tall in front of you so you can see
All those pieces are worthy.
So come close my little darlin', come next to me.
Leave my hand warm on your cheek,
I'll let your fingers squeeze my heart
So all those pieces may come to the light.
Be bright... pieces of the past into the light.
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