Adamah
30 Plays
•2 months ago
Verse 1: Once a man stood, life gripped in his hand, surrounded by a family band, where dreams were grand, But fate had a twist, kicked to the curb, his life in a blur, his pleas unheard. Yet, he rose, with resolve so grand, in solitude, he took a stand, Crafting his fate with an unwavering hand, turning tales like shifting sand.Changes came like waves, reshaping the shore, his life no more like before, Inside, he found a core of steel, a stride filled with zeal, a silent roar. No wealth to his name, yet he claimed fame in a game not played for gain, Through trials and pain, his spirit remained, a beacon, a flame, a helping hand sustained.Verse 2: Now ablaze, he treads paths higher, his spirit alight, an unquenchable fire, With hope and love as his attire, he walks through brambles and mire. Forgiveness his mantra, his heart's choir, seeing truth beyond the dire, No vendetta fuels his pyre, in jest of life, he aspires.Amidst the jest and fray, he stands tall, a jest no more, above it all, Forgiving the collective fall, we're all fools in life’s sprawling mall. Truths he gleans from life's enthrall, echoing wisdom that does not appall, Living right, because it’s his call, for the thrill, for the brawl, life’s awesome after all.Chorus: Here stands Adam, with his plan, plan A, echoing "Amen," clear the way, We're kin under the skin, astray, fumbling sinners in life's grand play. Binding hope and love into our DNA, amidst chaos, we find our sway, "Get the f*** out my way," he says, with a hope and love that never fray.Outro: Let’s not forget, our roots trace back to a tale of love, not of lack, Our forebears’ story, a love unmatched, casting a kiss across time, unattached. Through turmoil and sin, where we all begin, their legacy of love spins, A testament of hope, of resilience within, in love’s insistence, our true wins. #Minnesota #AnybodyHolmes
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Verse 1: Once a man stood, life gripped in his hand, surrounded by a family band, where dreams were grand, But fate had a twist, kicked to the curb, his life in a blur, his pleas unheard. Yet, he rose, with resolve so grand, in solitude, he took a stand, Crafting his fate with an unwavering hand, turning tales like shifting sand.Changes came like waves, reshaping the shore, his life no more like before, Inside, he found a core of steel, a stride filled with zeal, a silent roar. No wealth to his name, yet he claimed fame in a game not played for gain, Through trials and pain, his spirit remained, a beacon, a flame, a helping hand sustained.Verse 2: Now ablaze, he treads paths higher, his spirit alight, an unquenchable fire, With hope and love as his attire, he walks through brambles and mire. Forgiveness his mantra, his heart's choir, seeing truth beyond the dire, No vendetta fuels his pyre, in jest of life, he aspires.Amidst the jest and fray, he stands tall, a jest no more, above it all, Forgiving the collective fall, we're all fools in life’s sprawling mall. Truths he gleans from life's enthrall, echoing wisdom that does not appall, Living right, because it’s his call, for the thrill, for the brawl, life’s awesome after all.Chorus: Here stands Adam, with his plan, plan A, echoing "Amen," clear the way, We're kin under the skin, astray, fumbling sinners in life's grand play. Binding hope and love into our DNA, amidst chaos, we find our sway, "Get the f*** out my way," he says, with a hope and love that never fray.Outro: Let’s not forget, our roots trace back to a tale of love, not of lack, Our forebears’ story, a love unmatched, casting a kiss across time, unattached. Through turmoil and sin, where we all begin, their legacy of love spins, A testament of hope, of resilience within, in love’s insistence, our true wins. #Minnesota #AnybodyHolmes
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