There is a man that i know,
For 17 years he never spoke.
Guess he had nothing to say.
He opened his mouth on judgement day,
I listened with all of my might.
I was scared by the look in his eyes,
Like he'd already lost the fight
And there was no hope ever in sight.
No hope in the air,
No hope in the water.
Not even for me, your last serving daughter.
Why fear death, be scared of living?
Oh hearts are small and ever thinning.
There is no hope ever of winning.
Oh why fear death, be scared of living?
I have seen men provoked
and i have seen lives revoked
And i looked at my life and i choked.
From there no more ever I spoke
I can't give up that quick.
My life is a candle and a wick.
You can put it out; you can't break it down.
In the end we are waiting to be lit.
A friend is a friend forever,
And a good one will never leave, never.
But you've never been south
From what rolls off your mouth.
You will never understand, ever.
You speak minds handed down to you,
By the lies handed down by your truth,
And your angels that dance at your wail
Will mask your scrabbling youth.
I forgave you your shortcomings,
And ignored your childish behaviour.
Laid a kiss on your head
And before i left, said,
"stay away from fleeting favour".
There's hope in the air,
There's hope in the water.
But sadly not me, your last serving daughter.
Pick up your rope, Lord.
Sling it to me,
If we are to battle, i must not be weak.
Give us your strength, world,
And your food and water.
O I am your Saviour.
Your last serving daughter.
There's hope in the air,
There's hope in the water.
But sadly not me, you last serving daughter.
There's hope in the air,
There's hope in the water.
But no hope for me, you last serving daughter