Your Voice - Brandyn Burnette

I know I’m crazy, definitely hazy

But right now I feel like life is quite amazing

No sea of changing anytime soon

Man, it’s so strange when you wake up to the truth that

We take for granted all the special things we’re handed

But I still know my God is one for second chances so

Go find the glory, go write your story

But just don’t lose your head along the way while you exploring

My phone gets boring, this world’s a forest

We cut 'em down and build a nation that’s ignore it

People got problems, bigger than money

We see these oceans so we leave the faucet running

It’s never easy to see the joy inside a child’s eyes

Holding to his mama as she laughs and he smile’s wide

Little does he know it, that boy’s a poet

'Cause he’s the reason why I wrote this song to show that

I know that money talks, but baby boy don’t lose your voice

Fighting over energy, who is the enemy?

We spending millions out in space but we got plenty needs

Right on this holy green, we live in doubt by greed

But we’re to busy working dead end jobs to make us neat

We still got hungry streets, we still got mouths to feed

I don’t need nothing but a dream and opportunity

Don’t need felony, this modern slavery

So many choices, we don’t know just what this freedom means

It’s never easy, I see the joy inside my nephews eyes

Holding to his mama as she smiles and his eye’s wide

Little does he know it, that boy’s a poet

'Cause he’s the reason why she had that life to show that

I know that money talks, but baby girl don’t lose your voice

From my head to my toes, tryna stay composed

But my heart’s becoming cold and I’m frozen

Anywhere the wind is blowing I’m going

I’ll be floating till I die like my homies in the sky

R.I.P.

Charlie, hope you still remember me

Back in high school used to smoke and drink Hennessy

How can it be life, don’t go on in the sleep

We wanna believe but belief is the enemy now

It’s never easy, I see the joy inside a child’s eyes

Holding to my brother as I’m staring in his crying eyes

Little does he know it, that man’s a poet

'Cause he’s the reason why I wrote this song to show that

I know these demons talk, but baby boy don’t lose your voice

I know this money talks, but baby boy don’t lose your voice

I know these demons talk, but baby boy don’t lose your voice