I would say more, but really, what more needs to be said. Made me cry today as the conviction really set in about those who I tend to dismiss as lost causes. I pray that I will reach out to those who have no hope.
Somebody’s baby
She yells, "If you were homeless
Sure as hell you'd be drunk
Or high or trying to get there
Or begging for junk
When people don’t want you
They just throw you money for beer."
Her name was November
She went by Autumn or Fall
It was seven long years
Since the Autumn when all
Of her nightmares grew fingers
And all of her dreams grew a tear
She's somebody's baby
Somebody's baby girl
She's somebody's baby
Somebody's baby girl
And she's somebody's baby still
She screams, "Well if you've never
Gone at it alone, well then go ahead
You better throw the first stone
You got one lonely stoner
Waiting to bring to her knees"
She dreams about heaven
Remembering hell
As a nightmare she visits
And knows all too well
Every now and again
When she's sober she brushes her teeth
She's somebody's baby
Today was her birthday
Strangely enough
When the cops found her body
At the foot of the bluff
The anonymous caller this morning
Tipped off the police
They got her I.D
From her dental remains
The same fillings still intact
The same nicotine stains
The birth and the death were both over
With no one to grieve
She's somebody's baby
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