Persevere - skydev

I never got to kiss your head Ah, Emme And the call came the week I got divorced I thought I had a real understanding then of loss But I didn't know a thing 'til you were gone And I'm tired of trying to find some sort of Meaningful thing In making sense of such unspeakable loss But as I'm staring at your folks The sweetest people i know I get a glimpse of what it is to be strong Just holding hands and sobbing with sunglasses on 'Coz nothing tuned me in To absurdity as fast As a gravestone with the name Of a baby that has passed I used to wanna be important Now I just wanna be alive And without fear You got to persevere I couldn't count the times I've ragged on heaven As an opiate invented by the weak It's an argument I hate 'Coz I'm content to love the fates But it comes up a lot with Emme's dad and me So I'm shotgun in the car And we're just shooting the shit And predictably the talking turns to God So I throw him forty lines How I don't think he exists And he just smiles and Takes a dignified pause Says, "it's ok to feel unbelievably lost" But God is full of grace And his faithfulness is vast There is safety in the moments When the shit has hit the fan Not some vindictive motherfucker Nor is he shitty at his job What words to hear And I'm a mess by now 'Coz nothing tuned me in to my Failure as fast As grieving for a friend With more belief than I possessed It's not some disembodied heaven He assured me then he laughed And says through tears You got to persevere Persevere Persevere Persevere We threw a party up in here But god it was bittersweet I live hard 'coz I am scared That I won't mean anything So now I'm praying to the ceiling To the windows, to the walls Against this sudden sinking feeling That there's nothing there at all And still We just persevere

X2 The world is so insane I gotta maintain Nothing is easy here Stand tall through the rain My heart'll never change I gotta persevere Past interference, perseverance Now let me say this clearly cause I need no clearance Do you have insurance? For you and your children I say that I don't just to make an appearance I'm standing tall, on the ball leanin' back Black power look I'm tryna bring the meaning back Seems like a wish away Chillin' like a villain on the corner With a burner in the pickle plane Freeze tag, nah nigga ease back Sackin' up the peace snack of the [?] in the beezack Or maybe just the freezer We gettin' money on the spot where we cheese her And we never gon' slip up Until we get the whole zip up, tip up, crib up, die Until the sun rise up to the stars County jails, bars, beats and brakes And you know when the night fall... X2 Faith, uh Violent shindig bloody dance floor Violet Prince wig, what he stand for? Kimi Räikkönen hold his position sit with the quickness Like a twisted double sure gets missed What is Christmas in the Cathouse? Copious Santa-hatted hoes blown' they backs out Fitting, meanwhile at the aftermath of the dance floor Hitting, sitting like Kimi when he's pitting With blood gently dripping it's something from Rudyard Kipling Or Trevanian, Characteristics caricatured into a dickless Or some mad fit imagining the status of the bones that his fist hit He'll die a little later Or maybe later more wearing something from Aitor Throup Nigger rich and waiter poor Firefighter igniting the paper while I [?] The play is bowed and gone X4