Every Single Soul - Spearhead

Every single soul is like a poem, you know

It got words

No matter where I roam

Whoa oh, I know every single soul is a poem

It’s written on the back of God’s hand

No matter where I roam

Whoa oh, I know every single soul is a poem

It’s written on the back of God’s hand

Ya see moms and pops be copulatin'

Plantin' seeds and pickin' weeds for another season

Another reason for livin' another reason for givin'

Another reason for lovin' and tryin' stay out of prison

'Cause everything in life can’t be nice

And everything you want can’t be got

But the lessons on beein' patient be causing the pressure to rise

And make some people suicidal

Oh no, another soul, has lost control

We pull him back into the fold

He got strung out on the material

All the superficial initials upon his clothes

They make me wanna go Sprewell

Every time I see my family locked in jail

The economical can be demoniacal

Keep love in your soul

No matter where I roam

Whoa oh, I know every single soul is a poem

It’s written on the back of God’s hand

No matter where I roam

Whoa oh, I know every single soul is a poem

It’s written on the back of God’s hand

Ya see people are so beautiful in love

That’s why I’m reminded of life’s precious moments

Every time I see lovers walkin' by in the park

Close my eyes and I stop reminisce

To see a little baby suckin' on his mama’s milk

'Ey silky smoothness of a lovin' caress holdin' baby to breast

And blessin' the world with another to test, test, test

Oh yes, oh yes, bom, bom, I’d like to sing a little song

Dedicated to the people who would like to sing along

'Cause every little song has little beats and notes

Like every little lake has little trees and boats

All people deserve a safe and warm home

'Cause every single soul is a poem

No matter where I roam

Whoa oh, I know every single soul is a poem

It’s written on the back of God’s hand

No matter where I roam

Whoa oh, I know every single soul is a poem

It’s written on the back of God’s hand

I want to show you somethin' beautiful

It’s lovely, it’s lovely

It’s lovely, it’s lovely, y’all

Right from the start in a world torn apart

A baby’s love leaves finger prints upon the heart

So many think it but never say it

«Why bring a child to this planet full of hatred?»

They might not make it like the youngest departed

Or worst of all they might become a part of it

Involved in it, perpetuating violence, violence

And growing up in silence

Seein' things they don’t know how to deal with

And learnin' ways, to try to cope with it

Cope with it, cope with it

But not lose hope

No matter where I roam

Whoa oh, I know every single soul is a poem

It’s written on the back of God’s hand

No matter where I roam

Whoa oh, I know every single soul is a poem

It’s written on the back of God’s hand

No matter where I roam

Whoa oh, I know every single soul is a poem

It’s written on the back of God’s hand

No matter where I roam

Whoa oh, I know every single soul is a poem

It’s written on the back of God’s hand

No matter where I roam, where I roam, y’all

Whoa oh, I know every single soul is a poem

It’s written on the back of God’s hand

No matter where I roam, where I roam, y’all

Whoa oh, I know every single soul is a poem

It’s written on the back of God’s hand

I want to show you somethin' beautiful

Livin' thing, livin' thing is beautiful

Livin' thing, livin' thing is beautiful

Livin' thing, livin' thing is beautiful

Livin' thing, livin' thing is beautiful