Donné

Last of Three

Written By: Donné Restom

Mama always said don’t go out there
Careful with your mind, what you cannot see
Don’t get lost baby, please, be aware
I couldn’t bear to lose you the last of three

Child of mine stay close, don’t go out there
Don’t step on the cracks, please tread carefully
I’ve told this story once I can’t tell again
I don’t want to lose you the last of three

These times are dangerous
These times are treacherous
Believe me I’ve seen it
Believe me I’ve seen it

Mama, don’t get scared I’m not faraway
And though you’ve just lost one you won’t outlive me
While I’m gone I’ll think of you everyday
You’re not gonna lose me the last of three

Though these times are dangerous
These times are treacherous
Believe me I’ve seen it
Believe me I’ve seen it

Be aware of what’s out there
I don’t wanna have to dream it again
I don’t wanna,
I don’t wanna have to, please

His soul was old, heart turned cold
Danger bold holds him from the dreaming
Slaves on pavements
Face down found drowning in the red streaming
Mama screaming, “my child beaming now he’s bleeding
Now he’s gone, wake me tell I’m dreaming
Not seeing this”

It’s all so dangerous
And treacherous
Believe me I’ve seen it
Believe me I’ve seen it

Be aware of what’s out there
I don’t wanna have to dream it again
I don’t wanna,
I don’t wanna have to, please

Mama always said don’t go out there
Careful with your mind, what you cannot see
Don’t get lost baby, please, be aware
I don’t wanna lose you.