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Family Ties and Broken Lines 1 by New

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Family Ties and Broken Lines 1 by New - Slow Rap music cover art

Family Ties and Broken Lines 1

Slow Rap

0:002:59
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we used to run through yards, cousins squeezing hands,
built secret forts where laughter stretched like bands.
now the silence between calls is wide as oceans,
names forgotten like faded photographs in motion.
rich keep their windows shut, shadows behind gold rims,
poor pull back their curtains, pride's a stubborn hymn.
nobody breaks bread unless the sky turns black,
only at the coffin’s edge do true words crack.
all those plans whispered in ghosted halls,
turn into dust ‘cause no one calls.
familiar faces like strangers drift apart,
holding grudges heavy on a fragile heart.
we only gather when the earth takes one of us away,
pretending time didn’t pull the threads where we used to lay.
talk big in hollow rooms, where the air is thick with might-have-been,
family’s just a word until someone’s buried in the wind.
remember summer nights tangled up in streetlight gleams?
now the phone's silent but for the chime of bad dreams.
pride’s an iron gate, we put locks on the past,
but the keys lie broken in pockets, dim and vast.
if only the echoes in empty chairs could speak,
they’d tell of hearts that cracked, soft and weak.
but we march on, fences high, each alone in our yard,
counting the costs but fearing the call.
all those plans whispered in ghosted halls,
turn into dust ‘cause no one calls.
familiar faces like strangers drift apart,
holding grudges heavy on a fragile heart.
we only gather when the earth takes one of us away,
pretending time didn’t pull the threads where we used to lay.
talk big in hollow rooms, where the air is thick with might-have-been,
family’s just a word until someone’s buried in the wind.
will we wait 'til silence swallows all the sound?
will we rise from cold ashes, from burnt-out ground?
change is a whisper through cracked lips, hard to say,
but better than the day we stop walking toward the fray.
we only gather when the earth takes one of us away,
pretending time didn’t pull the threads where we used to lay.
talk big in hollow rooms, where the air is thick with might-have-been,
family’s just a word until someone’s buried in the wind.
so pick up the phone, break the night’s thick quiet,
before grief’s the only language we can recite.
family’s more than days we lose,
it’s in the taking back the time, the ties, the truth.
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