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Sunday, May 31, 2015

Anthony Leonard Pierre "Footprints (1) [Version 2]" - Song Credit (translator)


"Footprints (1) [Version 2]" by Anthony Leonard Pierre

Song taken from the album "Row" - Cd: (4/17/2015)
Vocal performance by Anthony Leonard Pierre
Music by Obeah Akkompong band


"Footprints (1) [Version 2]" - Song lyrics (translator):

Oh Darling Baby ... why
tell Mi why … My Precious Baby why
hum, hum, um - hum, hum, um ...
Ia … it’s sharp and jagged
this Life
that We live    that We live with
the suicide of depression
a bullet to the head
a slit to the wrist - the silence of stress
and the blood flows
GOING - TO - WASTE.

Life carving a way
to state Its say - suh here
footsteps print footsteps
in the sand
trodding
from the Land
gone ... astray
gone ... to stay
WHERE?
there! there! there!
and there!
follow them AND - in the regret of disbelief
you will see
Another has
GONE - THE  WAY - OF - WASTE.

The pressure of society
has made it easy
has taken another Life    taken another Life
from We    from We
daily pressures
entrapped another Life in loneliness
in the depressive ... caused a mighty sleep
never ... to awake
no - more!
WHAT  A  (BLOOD~KLAAT  FUTURE  MAN)2x
(Another succumbing into
the depressive weight ... of society’s pressure!)2x

(A)The pressure is still here
for another Mind to bear
this pathway’s journey
the perplexity of suicidal depression
a’ bullet to the head
a slit to the wrist - the nakedness of rejection
the blood will gush TO - WASTE
suddenly - (there is no cause or care    no cause or care.)2x

(B)(Footprints in the sand
lead the body - mind -- the heart and soul
down! down! - DOWN!
down the depths ... of the sea
it’s wide and hollow ... down there
within the depths ... where the Body now lies
there ... in a mighty sleep
NO  MORE - FOR  US - TO  SEE!)

And -- like the Life
that lies within
rise … the tides will rise
RISE  UP!
RISE - the footprints it will take
to the bliss of away
NEVER - TO  BE  SEEN -- AGAIN!

Blood~seed Mi’a tell yuh …
sharp and jagged
this Life We live
pressures of Life
make it easy
for Another has taken
this pathway
Another has chosen
THIS - ENDLESS ... HOPELESS - JOURNEY
the hopeless journey where no-one seems to care.
Gone is ... THE  GLORY
gone is ... THE  GIFT - OF  LIFE    the gift if Life
gone is ... THE  GLORY
gone is ... THE  GIFT - OF  LIFE    the gift if Life
gone is ... THE  GLORY
gone is ... THE  GIFT - OF  LIFE!   the gift if Life

Why? why? why?
My Precious Baby ... why
tell Mi why … My Darl ing Baby why
hum, hum, um …
a’ bullet to the head
a needle in your bed
over-drugged
by the stress of depression
Generations left neglected
unwanted
used and abused
becoming confused
body-control on the loose
WHAT  A  (PUSSY~KLAAT  PRESSURE  MAN!)2x

Daily pressures
with their endless failures
footsteps print footsteps
in the sand
trodding from the Land
GOING - TO - WASTE
gone ... is the glory
the glory of this subservient Life
while the pressures of society
stand ... still
baiting - the unremembered in loneliness
WAITING - FOR - ANOTHER
Another in the a-lost state - to take this
the most ... SELFISH  ACT.

It’s dark and empty
DOWN ... the lonely way
shouldn’t there be
another way?
so many Lives
WASTED ... to the mystique of this tragedy
while Others cry
WHY?  WHY?  WHY?
my~my - footprints are
gone astray
Another’s Life vanishing to
stay in the disgust of lost embarrassment
WHAT - A - WASTE!(A)

Dependency on fellow-man
family, friend - a stranger or the system
the Life is held
in this uncertainty - by a fringe
the pressure
BREAKS ... its membrane
Its loss
is then weighed
on the family - and friends
even the in-believability
of some strangers
who then
has to face the loss
of what DEATH - ran from
and the psychological shame
stains the fabric of
a daily blame -- what - a - disgrace
a failure to cope
has left questions - behind
why - what an’ whom to be blamed
didn’t We see ... the tell tale strains?
the in-ability to preserve
has left void lingering
the battle is now with - disbelief
the selfishness of this one Life
has left Others to be weighed in bewilderment
to carry the burden - of Its self-centeredness
why? ... (We are all mortals
but Life’s abruptness
is never accepted or expected.)2x

The pressure of society
has made it easy
has taken another Life    taken another Life
from We    from We
daily pressures
entrapped another Life in loneliness
in the depressive ... caused a mighty sleep
never ... to awake
no - more!
WHAT  A  RAASS~KLAAT  PERSPECTIVE!
(Another capitulated unto
the depressive weight ... of society’s DOGMA!)2x

Oh Darling Baby ... why
tell Mi why … My Precious Baby why
hum, hum, um - hum, hum, um ...
Momma … the pressure is still here
for another Mind to bear
this pathway’s journey
the quandary of depression
a’ bullet to the head
a slit to the wrist - the refusal of acceptance
the blood surges - TO - WASTE
why? ... (Dis T’ing calls Life
Its full of uncertainty
and Its sudden occurrences.)2x
(B)
Gone is ... THE  GLORY
gone is ... THE  GIFT - OF  LIFE    the gift if Life
gone is ... THE  GLORY
gone is ... THE  GIFT - OF  LIFE    the gift if Life
gone is ... THE  GLORY
gone is ... THE  GIFT - OF  LIFE!   the gift if Life

Daily pressures
with their endless failures
footsteps print footsteps
in the sand
trodding from the Land
GOING - TO - WASTE
daily pressures
entrapped another Life in loneliness
in the depressive ... caused a mighty sleep
We all live Life
so We all willed to experience Death
the assured MUST of Life
but nowhere is it written or declared that
(one should die - coagulated in sickness)2x
now ... is suicide
an illness?
and isn’t mankind capable
(to prescribe
the antidote of togetherness?)2x
(A)(Oh My Darling Baby … why
tell Mi why … My Precious Baby why
hum, hum, um - hum, hum, um … tell Mi why.)


Check out:
Anthony Leonard Pierre's Song lyrics, Profile & Discography on Reggaediscography


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