| She rested her head upon my chest | 
| Sensed liberation in between breaths | 
| Wonder if sex is what she found it in Peace, found it laying down with men | 
| Wasn’t there to judge her, many ways I loved her | 
| It was more than bodies we shared with each other | 
| We layed under the cover of friends | 
| A place where many lovers began | 
| I began, to feel her body shake in my hand | 
| Body language, it’s so hard trying to understand | 
| Usually after sex, it’s a good feel | 
| Took by silence, emotion stood still | 
| I could feel, her tears spill, from her grille | 
| Hurt from before that began to build | 
| She told me hold me, a story she assembled it Tellin’it, trying not to remember it It was a story of innocence taken | 
| Thought she could redeem, through love makin' | 
| When she was eight she was raped by her father | 
| And tried to escape through multiple sex partners | 
| Felt pitiful, she had only learned, | 
| To love through the physical, inside it burned | 
| My heart turned, I thought of what this man did | 
| She forgave him, she grew to understand it Her soul was tired and never really rested | 
| Only with men through aggression | 
| Said it was a blessing and it happened for a reason | 
| By speaking it, she found freedom | 
| Between me and you (echo) | 
| Sometimes I wish a, careless whisper | 
| Serenade her, without speaking a word | 
| Because of you I’m stronger, I’m afraid no longer | 
| I feel so alive in me, you have liberated me She laid, I watched her breathe | 
| Happy to be here, not afraid to leave | 
| I couldn’t concieve her not being here | 
| Death in her face her not having fear | 
| Less than a year she was diagnosed with it Memories of that year, so close and vivid | 
| Happiness, would only visit, once in a while | 
| To watch an adult, becoming a child | 
| Somehow, I knew she’d make it The life of one so given early would God take it? | 
| Hurt she placed in, hope and prayer | 
| Hurt she placed in chemo and lost hair | 
| I stare with my eyes closed | 
| Wonder when the body leave does the mind go Watchin’Jordan became less important | 
| Seeing this disease eat away my aunt’s organs | 
| According to doctors theres no cure | 
| We went through doubt, and cases of insure | 
| Wish I knew then how to heal with herbs | 
| Knew a part of her I could heal with words | 
| But the (?) was (?) | 
| What seemed like the end was the beginning for her | 
| Like that, she didn’t want us to remember her | 
| No more medication did she want us to give to her | 
| It spread from her liver to her lungs to her last breath | 
| Only to be freed through death | 
| Between me and you (echo) | 
| He spoke with his eyes, tear-filled | 
| A lump in his throat, his fear built | 
| My whole life it was in steel | 
| This ain’t the way that men feel | 
| A feeling, he said he wish he could kill | 
| A feeling, not even time could heal | 
| This is how real life’s supposed to be? | 
| For it to happen to someone close to me? | 
| So far we’d come, for him to tell me As he did, insecurity held me I felt like he failed me To the spirit, yelled help me | 
| I’d known him for like what seemed forever | 
| About going pro we dreamed together | 
| Never knew it would turn out like this | 
| For so long he tried to fight this | 
| Now there was no way for him to ignore it His parents found out and hated him for it How could I judge him? | 
| Had to accept him if I truly loved him | 
| No longer he said had he hated himself | 
| Through sexuality he liberated himself | 
| Between me and you (echo) | 
| Liberation… | 
| Peace |