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GIVE HER A CALL


My life is one of movement
I been running as fast as I can
I've inherited trial and error directly from my old man
But I'm committed to the consequences
Whether I stand or fall
And when I get back to my life
I think I'm gonna give her a call


She's been waiting patiently
For me to get myself together
And it touched something deep inside
When she said she'd wait forever
Because forever's right up on me now
That is, if it ever comes at all
And when I get back to my life
I think I'm gonna give her a call


She didn't know, she could hardly believe
How much she means to me
She wouldn't know, she could scarcely understand
Why I cling so desperately to dreams
'Cause she's calmed me in the evening
She's calmed me in the night
She's calmed my fear of dreaming
And maybe my fear of life
My life's been one of running away
Just as fast as I can
But I've been no more successful at getting away
Than was my old man
But if you come to recognize the truth
And understand that the truth is really all
That when I get back to my life
I think I'm gonna give her a call

Written by Gil Scott-Heron (1949-2011)

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