Little Girl

I see her as a little girl hiding in her room
She takes another bath and she sprays her mommas perfume
To try to wipe away the scent he left behind
But it haunts her mind. You see she's his little rag, nothing more than just a waif
And he's mopping up his need, she is tired and afraid
Maybe shell find a way through these awful years to disappear.
Ask me if I think there’s a God up in the heaven
Where did he go in the middle of her shame?
Ask me if I think there’s a God up in the heavens
I see no mercy and no one down here’s naming names
Nobody’s naming names. NOW she's looking in the mirror at a lovely woman face
No more frightened little girl, like she's gone without a trace
Still she leaves the light burning in the hall
Its hard to sleep at all. Still she crawls up in her bed acting quiet as a mouse
Deep inside she's listening for a creaking in the house
But no ones left to harm her, she's finally safe and sound
There’s a peace she's found.
Ask her how she knows there’s a God up in the heaven
Where did he go in the middle of her shame?
Ask her how she knows there’s a God up in the heavens
She said his mercy is bringing her life again.
Ask me how I know there’s a God up in the heaven
(how do you know? )
Where did he go in the middle of her shame
(where did he go? )
Ask me how I know there’s a God up in the heavens
(how do you know? )
She said his mercy is bringing her life again
She's coming to life again.
He's in the middle of her pain
In the middle of her shame
Mercy brings life
He's in the middle
Mercy in the middle.
So ask me how I know
Ask me how I know, yeah
Ask me how I know there’s a God up in the heaven
(how do you know? )
Ask me how I know there’s a God up in the heavens
(how do you know? )
Yeah, ask me how I know
(how do you know? )
Ask me
Ask me
Ask me how I know
(how do you know? )
There’s a God up in the heavens
Ask me how I know there’s a God up in the heavens.
 

Reviews

[Catala]

"No more frightened little girl, like she's gone without a trace
Still she leaves the light burning in the hall
Its hard to sleep at all. Still she crawls up in her bed acting quiet as a mouse
Deep inside she's listening for a creaking in the house
But no ones left to harm her, she's finally safe and sound
There's a peace she's found."

the emotion intended in this, the knowledge that is felt through the words.
Well done at touching on a subject, which although is being brought more and more into the light, is still often danced around, with people afraid to say anything bluntly. Your work here, as an artist and writer, it's a peace in itself to read other's words, and to see that peace is found even if not all the time.