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Little Children
I dreamed of a devil last night
He tempted me with a wicked tongue and a rough hand
Sayin’ it’s alright, honey, it’s all right
You can leave that man
And When I woke my head was spinnin’
As I recalled all of the things he said
Made me feel less of a woman
Makin’ me feel like a whore instead
And I won’t be going to my grave
I got a lot live for
I won’t be rocking in my faith
I got a lot to hope for
I dreamed of a devil last night
Amazing such a little thing can get in your head
Sayin’ it’s all right honey, it’s all right
You can stay in my bed, stay in my bed
Stay here in my no, no, no, no, no
I’m not going to my grave
I got a lot to live for
I won’t be rocking in my faith
I got a lot to hope for
I’m not going to my grave
I’ve got a lot to live for
Little children go in circles
He will sing you lullabies
Little children rest your heads
No more monsters
No more devils
You are not who the wicked call you
Pure and peace and strong and joy
Pure and peace and strong and joy
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So many people are looking to me to be strong and to fight
But I’m just surviving. I may be weak but I’m never defeated
And I’ll keep believing in clouds with that sweet silver lining.
*Stephanie
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