My Mother Had A Brother

  • My mother had a brother
    They say that I was born on the day that he died
    Someone to cling to, she said
    When all the noises and the shame came calling

    My mother had a brother
    I thought I knew them all, I thought I knew
    But she lied
    I said, "Show me his face again, tell me again why he died"

    She said he couldn't wait for the things that I've seen
    She said he wasn't strong enough, he never dared to dream a life like mine

    My mother had a brother
    Over-sensitive and kind
    Seems it all became too much for him.
    It seems he took his own life
    Mum, I can't imagine the joy and pain in equal measure
    Tears in the dirt, and all over your newborn treasure

    I guess he had to wait until my momma had me
    I guess he couldn't wait another moment to be free
    In endless sky

    But mama will you tell him from your boy
    The times they changed
    I guess the world was getting warmer
    And we got stronger
    Mother will you tell him about my joy
    I live each day for him
    The sun came out, yeah, and I'm just breathing it in

    My mother had a brother
    Same desire, different time
    Seems the empty spaces tortured him
    Until he took his own life

    I don't know why I waited so long for love
    I just don't know what I was thinking of
    All that wasted time

    But mama will you tell him from your boy
    The times they changed
    I guess the world was getting warmer
    While we got stronger
    Mother will you tell him about my joy
    I live each day with him
    Your son came out, yeah,
    And I'm still breathing it in

    And I swear now that freedom is here
    I'm gonna taste it all for you boy
    I'm bad to the bone, I'm just a little torn
    I'm making so much love

    So those of us who have nothing to fear
    We've got to make damn sure that it was worth it
    I'm bad to the bone, I'm just a little stoned
    I'm making so much love

    I was a prisoner, but he saved me
    Broke into my dreams and said, "Who cares?"
    I was a prisoner, so disgrace me
    I'm glad to be home
    And I don't believe they care. Writer/s: GEORGE MICHAEL
    Publisher: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

Comments: 1

  • Diedra from UsaI also read that George's grandfather also committed suicide (not at the same time) and very sadly, his mother found them both.
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