Husking Bee People Around Me
Some are fond of now, and otheres hate it
Some are fond of past, and otheres hate it
Some are young, some are old
We lives our life the way we want
There is something awkward about them
There is something lacking in balance about them
It seems they dislike a quiet life
They got something on their mind
At times I picture their lives
It seems they struggle on their way
It pierces my heart, it pierces my heart, and it stirs
my blood
At times I picture their words
I sense solice within their hearts
It pierces my heart, it pierces my heart, and I step
forward
As the sky clears up and coulds over, so we find and
lose our way As many things change, so they learn on
the way There is something awkward about them It seems
they dislike a quiet life They got something on their
mind
At times I picture their lives
It seems they struggle on their way
It pierces my heart, it pierces my heart, and it stirs
my blood
At times I picture their words
I sense solice within their hearts
It pierces my heart, it pierces my heart, and I step
forward
Oh, Will I part from them, someday Oh, Will they part
from me, someday
At times I picture their lives
It seems they struggle on their way
It pierces my heart, it pierces my heart, and it stirs
my blood
At times I picture their words
I sense solice within their hearts
It pierces my heart, it pierces my heart, and I step
forward
Every time I see them, I feel encouraged Something
inside me is moved by the people around me
At times I picture their lives
I see them struggle on their way
It pierces my heart
It pierces my heart
