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Better Days

Gigi De Lana
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Silver gray hair neatly combed in place There were four generations of love on her face She was so wise, no surprise passed her eyes She'd seen it all I was a child, oh, about three or four All day I'd ask questions At night I'd ask more But whenever; she never, would ever, turn me away I'd say how can I be sure what is right or wrong? And why does what I want always take so long? Please tell me where does God live And why won't He talk to me? I'd say, Grandma what is love? Will I ever find out? and Will I ever find out? I wanna know the answers before I fall off to sleep I want to know the answers before I fall off to sleep She sort of smiled as she tucked me in Then she pulled up that old rockin' chair once again But tonight she was slightly, remarkably Different somehow Slowly she rocked, lookin' half asleep Grandma yawned as she stretched Then she started to speak Together inside ahahahahah yeah yeah Together inside You will know someday But you have got to live in a patient way You will know someday But you have got to live in a patient way She said, child we are all moons in the dark of night And by fate that means better days She said, child we are all moons in the dark of night Ain't no morning gonna come 'til the time is right Can't get to better days lest you make it through the night You gotta make it through the night, yes you do Oh, you will see those better days But you gotta be patient Unless you make it through the night Later that year, at the turn of spring But you gotta be patient Oh baby, be patient Later that year, at the turn of spring Heaven sent angels down and gave Grandma her wings I still get confused I stumble through the dark Getting bumped and bruised I still get confused I could still hear my Grandma say Getting bumped and bruised I can hear her say You can't get to no better days I can hear her say I can hear her say You can't get to no better days Unless you make it through the night baby Oh, you will see those better days But you gotta be patient Child, do you hear me, yeah You can't get to no better days Oh Grandma, oh Grandma Do you see me now, lady Oh oh oh oh oh Oh Grandma, oh Grandma She used to comb my hair She used to tell me stories She used to sit me on her knee