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Too Gentle, Seven Years

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[male

vocals] (

Guitar

melody,

slow

and

weeping)

Chai,

seven

years

now

and

still

counting

Nna,

the

pain

dey

deep

I

was

the

man

you

called

your

own,

Too

Gentle

I

gave

you

home,

I

gave

you

life,

I

gave

you

everything

But

you

chose

the

way

of

shadows,

chasing

after

a

fool

A

dunce

that

doesn't

know

the

value

of

the

seed

we

grew

I

stand

here

Adubriggs,

watching

the

silence

in

the

hall

No

laughter

of

the

three,

just

echoes

against

the

wall

Where

are

my

children?

Tell

me

where

they

be

You

left

a

gentle

man

for

a

storm,

you

ran

from

me

Seven

years

have

passed,

like

sand

through

my

tired

hands

Oma,

how

could

you

leave

me

for

a

man

who

never

understands?

I

keep

it

moving,

I

ignore

the

drama

you

bring

to

the

gate

My

heart

is

heavy

but

I

don't

leave

my

love

to

fate

They

say

a

woman

seeks

the

fire,

but

you

chose

a

dying

light

You

left

a

calm

home

for

the

confusion

of

the

night

You

think

you

found

a

prize,

but

you

left

a

king

behind

Now

I

search

for

my

blood,

the

ones

that

you

confined

Where

are

my

children?

Tell

me

where

they

be

You

left

a

gentle

man

for

a

storm,

you

ran

from

me

Seven

years

have

passed,

like

sand

through

my

tired

hands

Oma,

how

could

you

leave

me

for

a

man

who

never

understands?

I

look

at

the

photos,

I

look

at

the

door

I

don't

know

what

you’

re

looking

for

anymore

Is

it

the

money?

Or

the

lies

that

he

tells?

I’

m

just

here

waiting,

breaking

out

of

these

spells

Adubriggs

is

standing

tall,

even

when

the

spirit

breaks

I

count

the

days,

I

count

the

bitter

mistakes

You

took

the

three,

you

took

the

life

we

built

so

high

Only

to

watch

it

wither

under

a

dark

and

heavy

sky

Chop

life

they

say,

but

what

is

life

without

my

own?

I’

m

sitting

here

in

silence,

on

this

quiet

throne

Where

are

my

children?

Tell

me

where

they

be

You

left

a

gentle

man

for

a

storm,

you

ran

from

me

Seven

years

have

passed,

like

sand

through

my

tired

hands

Oma,

how

could

you

leave

me

for

a

man

who

never

understands?

Seven

years,

Too

Gentle

I

still

dey

wait

for

my

children

Omo,

the

silence

is

too

loud

Adubriggs

is

still

here,

waiting

for

the

truth (

Fade

out

with

lonely

guitar

plucking)

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