the Sweeter life w/ leon bridges

Leon Bridges is one of my favorite newer artists. I don’t think I have to say much. Listen to the song and follow along with the lyrics.

Lyrics:

Hoping for a life more sweeter
Instead I’m just a story repeating
Why do I fear with skin dark as night?
Can’t feel peace with those judging eyes

I thought we moved on from the darker days
Did the words of the King disappear in the air
Like a butterfly?
Somebody should hand you a felony
‘Cause you stole from me
My chance to be

Hoping for a life more sweeter
Instead I’m just a story repeating
Why do I fear with skin dark as night?
Can’t feel peace with those judging eyes

The tears of my Mother rain, rain over me
My sisters and my brothers sing, sing over me
And I wish I had another day
But it’s just another day

Hoping for a life more sweeter
Instead I’m just a story repeating
Why do I fear with skin dark as night?
Can’t feel peace with those judging eyes

Hoping for a life more sweeter

Source: LyricFind

Updated Nov 2nd: added some ramblings of mine.

It’s Monday.

My Monday mornings are usually the same. Dreading the start of this new week. Here we go AGAIN. I get dress as my son sleeps. I regret not getting our clothes ready the night before. My son wakes up, it’s time to get him ready. He gives me the same fight every morning, he hates putting on clothes. Pants, in particular. So here we are. I win th fight as I do every morning and every morning I ask him, why fight? You know you’re going to lose. But I guess I can appreciate his determination.

Side note: I was chatting with a friend of mine’s SO, and we talked about how the traits that annoy us in our kids now, may be traits that we admire when they get older. How his bossiness might later grow into leadership and things like that. So I’m working on learning how to change my perpestive on his not so easy ways.

I get in the car, it says no phone connected. Of course. I go inside, no phone. It was actually in the car, mecruery retrograde things.

The election is tomorrow and it’s probably the most excitement I’m going to get in months. My life is so routine, everyday is the same thing. Every day I se the same people. Every day I face the same road blocks. I seen someone on twitter suggest that we go to the grocery store to stock up, I guess, in case there’s an uproar.

So I may go on my break later.

I caught my mom crying in the car today, literally crying in the car. I’m not too sure why but I have an idea. She worries, all the time. I try to convince her how powerful her mind is. “Think happy thoughts” is basically what I tell her. I know it’s a lot easer said than done though.

I try not to ponder on why she may be crying because I at least have the be the one who keeps the faith. We both can’t cry. I pray for my family to be in good health and to make wise decisions. I hold faith that our ancestors are dong their part in keeping my prayers. So I can’t worry. Worry and faith can not coexist. God got that. So I focus on my purpose.

Focusing on my purpose is why I am writing this from my desk at work instead of the paperwork I should be doing. I just had to get this our right quick, lol.

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