Sing Zion Sing.
I wish for her lips to sing the praise I was unable to sing.
The words robbed from a prostitute.
The wife of the lamb.
She tosses her head like a lion,
but turns away from the mane, her protector.
I ask her to sing as I am mute and paralyzed.
A child in torment, a product of divorce.
God loves his child who is neglected by a mother.
Mommy, I cry. Mommy, I am falling from your arms.
She tosses her head like a lion,
but turns away from the mane, her protector.
I ask her to sing as I am mute and paralyzed.
A child in torment, a product of divorce.
God loves his child who is neglected by a mother.
Mommy, I cry. Mommy, I am falling from your arms.
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