Isaiah

Song: Isaiah

Album: Big Villain

Artist: Big Villain

Written by Toussaint Morrison

Released November 29, 2011

ref: http://bigvillain.bandcamp.com/track/isaiah

Isaiah hasn’t got his wings yet

So he practices with back flips off’a the swingset

He understands what it means to be a man

More than a man understands what it means to be him

I don’t pretend to pose as his dad

I just happen to work the daycare his mother drops him off at

We rock to Sponge Bob, foosball, and whatever’s outside

To keep his mind occupied for the time

But when Bob and the rest of the toys go unemployed

He shakes the sound as a eulogy for that short-lived joy

I don’t try and catch him before he breaks against the ground

I let’em break until he’s broken and he has it all out

Tell him sometimes we have to lose control so we don’t lose again

‘Cos when you get it back, you’ll know what to do with it

He grabbed a basketball and put it through a window

(Damn) Ok buddy, follow me, let’s go

Chorus

You’re actin’ lost, but nobody’s fooled here

Your backs against a wall with no outlet

Some guy left your life before mommy dear

Knew how to take care of the hair of a brown kid

(Don’t hold back, give me the language of your anger)

Show me the shape and what the sound is

What the sound is, what the sound is

What the sound is- yo, what’s the sound, kid

Duck, duck, gray duck, call'em out then run

Try and put’em in the same place with your same luck

Nobody blames ya Isaiah, I’ll make that clear as beer

Some days are beautiful and some are broken mirrors

And you’re such a bad-ass-start-a-fight-anywhere-park-a-bike

Paintin’ the big picture with your permanent marker swipes

That when ya smile, I know it’s for good reason,

Because you never let’em install that filter between your mouth and the feelin

But it’s all paradise where there’s only time-outs

Keep breakin’ everything ya want and it’s hard time. Down

The road shouldn’t be your concern at the moment

But what you’re predestined for will have ya scared focused.

The reason your school doesn’t have you sit in front

Is the same I don’t tell your mother everything you say when she picks you up

‘Cos in time, she’ll hear it from your own mouth

And it’s not my call when that argument goes down

Chorus

Heard it went down last night in the worst way

Against the hands of that guy and your mother’s face

Of course you and your sisters caught the fire between the flames

The movie’s nothin’ new to you, it’s the same scene again

I’d shake the guy like a perfect storm fresh born

Make sure he never sailed again and break it even for him

Make sure he never smiled again and take the sentence for him

Hauled off to court for whoopin’ your father for ya

What I’d love to do- I can’t

I’d rather prep ya for the day you’ll take it in your own hands

Throw the question against the wall, sleeves rolled back

And show that guy this is your time- and your fam

The city awaits the day you jump to stir the sky

To represent the ground you took off from and learned to fly

But for now, we got a lot of work to do. So,

Let’s start with pickin’ up the pieces to this broken window

Chorus