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Told Momma, I’m coming home

Hope she wasn’t too alone

Left some bread at your front door

No need to come out for more

Told Daddy, pick up the phone

If he ever feels it’s been too long

His words can’t be outgrown

Till then I gotta

Till then I gotta

Go to war

Somebody’s Grandma’s waiting

For me to sit and hold her hand

That little boy that came in

Took his last breath in room 410

Single Mom of five is praying

That her kids don’t go too thin

Sick or not her bills need paying

Can’t discharge her now and I don’t know when

Told Momma, I’m coming home

Hope she wasn’t too alone

Left some bread at your front door

No need to come out for more

Told Daddy pick up the phone

If he ever feels it’s been too long

His words can’t be outgrown

Till then I gotta

Till then I gotta

Go to war

Death number 105

Use to work at Publix from 9 to 5

Death number 2,009

Use to sit with me and pass the time

Death number 40,008

Never got the chance to graduate

We’re more than numbers and dates

Can’t kill our dreams

Can’t take our names

Told Momma, I’m coming home

Hope she wasn’t too alone

Left some bread at your front door

No need to come out for more

Told Daddy pick up the phone

If he ever feels it’s been too long

His words can’t be outgrown

Till then I gotta

Till then I gotta

Go to war

We’re more than numbers, you know

Hoping to see tomorrow

Not here to put on a show

Just calling it like I see it

Death number 105

Use to work at Publix from 9 to 5

Death number 2,009

Use to sit with me to pass the time

Death number 40,008

Never got the chance to graduate

We’re more than numbers and dates

Can’t kill our dreams

Can’t take our names

Coming Home

Too Alone

Front Door

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