Over the hill, you see The middle of your day And the Sun says, "It's time For you to go your way"
Go and tell your momma That you now know what to do Her love will come in handy She's always seen you through
But there's no one here to guide you You got to do it by yourself Minutes fail you day by day And there's really nothing else
Where were you all morning? Dodging life inside your heart Never daring face the dangers Then attack right from the start
Go and tell your daddy He was right in what he said 'Cause the laws of independence Don't apply until you're dead
And though you'd like him here to push you 'Cause you feel a need for help Minutes fail you day by day And there's really nothing else
How long must we live inside Chains that anchor us to fear? How long must we justify When there's really nothing here?
It's the middle of your day, yeah Wake up to the middle of your day, yeah Why don't you welcome the middle of your day, yeah
Compositores: Brian Robert Jackson (ASCAP), Gil Scott Heron (Gil Scott-heron) (ASCAP)Editor: Bienstock Publishing Co (ASCAP)Administração: Carlin Music Corp (PRS), Warner-tamerlane Publishing Co (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #25635161 em 08/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM