CHORUS: Step back to those times/ Its truly not so long/ You can meet me there/Relive the whole day long/ I wouldn’t change a thing/ In case I got it wrong/ And if you’re wondering/ The fabric of this song/ Its memories of you and/ All that you have done/ Forgive me but its true/ I would not have become/ The man I am today/ Without you/ Thanks for yesterday/I love you.
VERSE ONE: Given the chance I would relive my days and hours/ In city the sounds on the 8th floor of the block tower/ I remember cold days, thick coats, scarves, but no snow/ December haze shields displays of the skyline in my window/ Early struggles of communication/ Was the everyday order in this short duration/ It taught perseverance, but mostly patience/ Especially for a family out of touch with relations/ Foreign land, new customs, new speech/ To understand was at times out of reach/ But my mother even found time to teach/ What was supposed to be my mother tongue/ The process of mixture had indeed begun/ Those years were fundamental/ In the formative creation of my mental state and all thats normative and consequential/ From these lyrics to the instrumental/ My hearing even early in existence/ Showed Gods call as nothing short of persistent and I was listening/ Afforded with knowledge of Jesus, the cross, the Victory, the Loss/ Happiness, and the root of joy and its source/ I can’t imagine my life now without those times/ When a third culture outlook consumes my mind/ Even given the chance I wouldn’t touch my childhood/ Cause really I lived everything that does a child good/ Loving parents, food and some firewood/ Not to mention God, though I definitely should.
VERSE TWO: The truth is any change would be superficial/ If I was to rearrange my life’s tissue/ How could I complain/? There’s really no issue/ How could I forget?/ Every day is when I miss you/ In reality I don’t want to leave/ The security that helped me achieve/ Stability and all the things that you need/ To grow, out with the old/ Cause I guess I need to grow/ Up is the next step/ Although it seems my mind’s inept/ To understand the concept/ Its a new phase/ But I’ll never forget when back in the days/ We used to play ball on the brick floor/ With the puddles always in the same place/ I used to dream all day of Damaris’ face/ But that’s days gone by/ I remember church when Nigel always cried/ Nick with his big watch, thats before he died/ I remember saturdays with the crew/ By crew I mean the Tamara, Maria, Rafa the few/ I remember Nathan, Marcus, Joao/ Were the close ones that stood out from the crowd/ Together we laughed, we wept, but you never left/ It was these times that assured that I kept in step/ To my family, you never failed/ Together we never lost sight of the trail/To my true friends, you were always there/ Always someone to talk to/ I know you care/ If I was gonna change something, my life and such/ Actually, come to think of it I wouldn’t change much.
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from City on a Hill,
released January 17, 2007
Produced, Written and Performed by Neuma.
Songwriter and producer CRFT celebrates his spirituality and family on this thoughtful debut LP, featuring Blu, nobigdyl, and more. Bandcamp New & Notable May 10, 2022
