Daisy

Song: Daisy

Album: Lesser Restoration

Artist: Toussaint Morrison

Written by: Toussaint Morrison

Released October 18, 2016

ref: https://open.spotify.com/album/2XqScl3khh6lbj9cJPuw2J

Daisy,

The last time your mother hit ya,

You flew off the bed, I told her to stop

I couldn’t let my silence be complicit

And watch her take out her misguided anger on someone so young

Said she was goin’ to go to counclin’ for it

Manager her emotions and take accountability for’em

Eh, that never happened

I took the rage as misplaced for lack of bein’ proactive

But there was that one night, she yelled so loud

I swear to God her eyes turned red, and for a moment I saw hell

She’s an angry woman, a liar and a cheater

And if the next guy is half the man I am, he’ll stop her before the next time she tries to beat ya

I mean it, we’re silly humans, and we think about what we think

It’s not important. Daisy, I’ve seen the end.

It’s beautiful and only measured by our action.

As for me, I’m doin’ better than expected

The view of the river from living room is a blessing

I know you wanted freedom so many damn times

And tried to escape your mother’s place day & night

Some mornings if felt simple,

Wakin’ up to you starin’ out that window

Escapist for life, you made a run for the river

Neck and neck with a dream of a life worth livin’

Baby, the equation’s so basic, don’t get it twisted

Without respect, there can be none given

And Daisy, now that I’m on the other side of the glass

My advice the next time you make a run for it: Don’t look back

Now, let me tell ya somethin’ ‘bout ya daddy: Mildly the same minus the angry part

Never struck ya but still willingly claims the dark.

I’m a venerable rebel, my friend. Salam.

They wanna see my skin tone get cold in a kennel

Welcome to the boss level, full of Irish goodbyes and East Detroit hellos,

Lower Eastside stilettos. Mastered the art of lettin’ go

Some say it’s gotten quicker than the fists of Kenshiro

I just do the work and let the rumors sound off,

It’s elevator music while I ascend another mountain

New Orleans proud son, Milwaukee town punk

Made a soapbox from a gutter, to shout from

Daisy, tell me , is it strange it feels weightless

Smiles no longer vagrant, veins for train stations

Pushin’ pushin’ that sweet venom from artery to hand

Don’t hate to break it to ya, I’m a bad bad man

I didn’t ask for permission

I didn’t ask for forgiveness

I didn’t ask for opinions

Took what I needed and kept goin’ passed the finish

And the next time she hits ya

Know it’s meant for someone different

And if ya ever make it out that window,

Run Daisy Run, do like ya daddy did it

Go on ‘til ya can’t go on

And I still haven’t stopped

Go on ‘til ya can’t go on

Until the wheels roll off

Go on ‘til ya can’t go on

Sun down to sun up

Go on ‘til ya can’t go on