this goes out to my three seeds
in deed and creed
they free'd me
from the spite of a repeat
serial offender of leaving
gave me a life with more meaning
see when i met your dad
it was a beautiful evening
sitting at the beach
while the moon she was still breathing
decided from that day
our connection was seeming
to offer up a seedling
of a sacrificial needing
of something bigger than ourselves
instead of just history repeating
ended up moving to a hippy farm
so peaceful and freeing
listenin to aesop on an mp3 player
while tokin the weedlings
how can such a connection
come off of myspace
believe me
we struggled so much
but found a sync thru meeting
built on politics religion and eating
transformed both of us into such
beautiful beings
and im better til this day
even tho we not speaking
let me tell you more about
your story as the records still
streaming

hook
and even though the times have changed
and in our minds we're not the same
im still going thru these labor pains
please listen to my labor pains

we could debate on who's to blame
but still the memories remain
while im going thru these labor pains
please listen to my labor pains

i still recall being at the doctors
they're saying it's twins
at first we were shocked
but then happiness sets in
time for us stop being children
and let adulthood begin
yeah we spoke on what kind of parents
we'd be frequent
but aint really know until you came out
the womb reachin
Im laying on the table
crying cause im freakin
anything could have happened
but there you were peakin
your dad looked peak-ed
both of us speechless
how can two opposites
make something so perfect
and teaming
with life
a combination of patience
traces of us in each seedling
so smart so curious
and there halo comes
with her heart beating
soon after the wedding
with the reverend reading
til death do us part
but vows can shift meanings
yet the most important reasons
are these queenies
growing up so fast even after the grieving
i aint mean for it end up like this with me leaving

hook

it's a shame how one day you say you're in love and the next day you notice it ain't the type that you were thinking of not saying i never loved him cause i did
but that fire burns out when the fightin catches wind
and soon the flame that once warmed us now burns down the grins
argue everyday and the liquor fuels the grim
not knowing how the stress of daily life could cause so much conflict stayed for as long as i could but so much hurtful nonsense
speak so ill of each other out of spite those tests we bombed it
but the best gift was you three angels who soften
my heart with each calm breath
you were never the problem and also not the solution to solve it
just innocent bystanders like rwandan nuns in a convent
so even tho words get in the way of the topic
just saying my loves unconditional like a nonprofit
prophet channeling my past so you could learn something off it