In the deepest, in the dark In the colour of the fox's bark I see my hand in folded glory Painted picture of an untold story In the thickets, in the fence In the marching of a thousand men Faintest whisper, a lovers' yearning The land'll tell you that the story's burning I saw light, she had death in her lands I saw the ring on my mother's hands Gloria, Gloria, Gloria, oh Gloria, oh I'll be the earth, I'll be the sky You be the mystery and don't tell me why Cut through disaster, cut through the pines I indicate you, I see the signs This streelight's charging, I'm coursing through I'm every sunrise, I'm the morning dew Strangers bend to help me, strangers stretch and guide me Some that carry omens wandered right beside me I saw light, she had death in her lands I saw the ring on my mother's hands Gloria, Gloria, Gloria, oh Gloria, oh

All I know is If you walk by one more time I'ma have to say something Cause you just too damn fly right now Can I get closer to you babe And let you know just how I feel One thing's for certain You just say the word And I promise I'll be here Cause your love is the sweet, sweet, sweetest When I'm around you I'm the weak, weak, weakest Wanna love you the deep, deep, deepest Deep, deep, deep, deep, deepest Cause your love is the sweet, sweet, sweetest When I'm around you I'm the weak, weak, weakest Wanna love you the deep, deep, deepest Deep, deep, deep, deep, deepest Baby won't you let me open your heart Look in your eyes I swear I feel like I'm closer to heaven And every time you smile I just lose control Cause you got too much (?) And I never want to let it go It's very plain to see that I want you So what do I got to do 'cause I need you right here And I'm standing right here waiting Cause your love is the sweet, sweet, sweetest When I'm around you I'm the weak, weak, weakest Want to love you the deep, deep, deepest Deep, deep, Deep, deep, deep, deepest Cause your love is the sweet, sweet, sweetest When I'm around you I'm the weak, weak, weakest Wanna love you the deep, deep, deepest Deep, deep, deep, deep, deepest

I would have given you all of my heart But there's someone who's torn it apart And she's taking almost all that I've got But if you want I'll try to love again Baby, I'll try to love again but I know The first cut is the deepest Baby, I know the first cut is the deepest 'Cause when it comes to being lucky, she's cursed When it comes to loving me, she's worst But when it comes to being loved, she's first That's how I know The first cut is the deepest Baby, I know the first cut is the deepest I still want you by my side Just to help me dry the tears that I've cried 'Cause I'm sure gonna give you a try And if you want I'll try to love again But baby, I'll try to love again but I know The first cut is the deepest Baby, I know the first cut is the deepest 'Cause when it comes to being lucky, she's cursed When it comes to loving me, she's worst But when it comes to being loved, she's first That's how I know The first cut is the deepest Baby, I know the first cut is the deepest Baby, I know the first cut is the deepest Baby, I know the first cut is the deepest 'Cause when it comes to being lucky, she's cursed When it comes to loving me, she's worst But when it comes to being loved, she's first That's how I know The first cut is the deepest Baby, I know...

Our father had a lot of painful memories A bunch of shit he never shared But when he died I went out looking for them For all the things he never said Thought he was born in 1948 But was born a whole decade before Thought he was brought up in New Zealand But he was born and brought up in Samoa We thought that he was only half Samoan That his mother was a German Jew But I went and found his birth certificate And he lied about that too Our father's love was unmistakable and He gave us everything he had I guess the man pretending he was half white To give his kids a better chance My sister, she lives out in New York City Been there since I was 17 I think she hates it but like most New Yorkers She just can't bring herself to leave She used to love to watch our father cooking And imitate the things she'd seen And now she makes the most amazing things And she also sings better than me And when he died she had her husband stayed To keep my mother company And even though it fucked them up a lot They did a better job than me And I wish that we could see them every weekend And she could cook her famous meals And I wish that I could hang out with her husband More than a couple times a year Our brother Wesley is a quiet man and He is the second of us four And he inherited our father's hands but He looks like me a little more He has a love that's unmistakable and He's seen police brutality He lives in Auckland with his wife and dog And he stands a shade above 6'3" Our father left him with a cousin and He got into trouble frequently Me and my sister only heard of him In 2018 Our brother Matthew is a baker and he Stands a mighty 7 feet He was brought up in a Māori family And speaks Te Reo fluently He didn't know about our father 'till I, I guess he was about 18 And he did some time for something awesome And he's the sweetest guy you'll ever meet He came to meet me at a festival And he told me everything he knew That our father left him at the hospital But if he forgives him, then I should too La-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la I know our father had his reasons But that can't never make it right or fair I hate myself for stealing all his love when My brothers thought that he was dead So as I dig through the collateral The secrets hid throughout the years I know I'll hardly ever answer them But it's a way to keep him near La-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la

Hey, did the killer in your party, the intruder in our union kill your rage? Where's your sense of adventure? Has the power and the danger been restrained? I'm not asking you for answers. I'm not asking of you things that we can't change. But you're brave and burned and [?] I'm asking you to shock yourself awake. ' Cause a soul will not cater to our reason or the passing of the seasons in our way. I'm not buying what you're selling us, not taking what they're throwing in my face. So don't shut me out again. So don't shut me out again. So don't shut me out again. Hey, I'm not ending in no contest. I'm not bending nor will I equivocate. Or like weaker of our genus we evolve from every terrible mistake. Hey, can't you see? Can't you see me take off my winter clothes? Those bastards fear us radicals the most. ' Cause a soul will not cater to our reason or the passing of the seasons in our way. I'm not buying what they're selling us, not taking what they're throwing in our face. So don't shut me out again. So don't shut me out again.