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Barbara Ann Faith McQuatters
Barbara Ann Faith McQuatters
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I met God at 7/11
Holding ice chips to his wrist
Telling jokes 'bout Armageddon
Gave him a ride to, Kim Marie's
Watched him get kicked out for swayin'
So he swayed down to the beach
This year's been playing tricks on me
I feel like sometimes my brain's
Put where my heart should be
We both sat quiet for a while
Watched the blackness pass to sea
Before he lifted up his open hand
To point it right at me
And he said "Mark, my words"
"Lyin' awake and thinkin'"
"How you're gonna break it is the curse"
[refrain}
"Let the devil in
For an afternoon
You'll be surprised
You're gonna find
He's looking for his answers too"
I met God she was rockin' her baby
On the 8:15 train goin'
North to New York City
We didn't say a word
She just smiled at me kindly
When I was leaving for the door she was singing this behind me
She said "Mark, my words"
Lyin' awake and thinkin'
How you're gonna break it is the curse
"Let the devil in
For an afternoon
You'll be surprised
You're gonna find
He's looking for his answers too"
Mark, my words
Lyin' awake and thinkin'
How you're gonna break it is the curse
Let the devil in
For an afternoon
You'll be surprised
You're gonna find
He's looking for his answers too
He's lookin' for his answers too
He's lookin' for his answers too
Written by: Barbara Ann Faith McQuatters
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