Giscard Francois

Ready for what ain't been before, I ain't for war, fly high, I aim for more, let the rain poor, headed to the main floor, See God in my sight, Christ in my light, cried so many nights, you can find me in the city with many lights, gave my life to the Lord, can't save my life in this war, seen too many poor, too many more, beautiful as the sky, a funeral as we cry, but the Lord said let the dead bury dead, and don’t ask why, a lot of pain, a lot of rain, but when we die we all gonna be the same, I can't lose my trust, and that's the story they didn’t tell us.