Story Behind the Song
A broken son searches for answers to his prayers...
Lyrics
OUR FATHER's SUITE
(J. Verdecias, F. Bryant, D. Powell)
featuring
KALEIDOSCOPE INTRO and SERENA
(Freddie Bryant)
PAPI's PRAYER
(Jeremiah Alexis Verdecias)
"Our Father, which art in Heaven, Hallowed be Thy Name..., Thy kingdom come, thy will be done..."
I pray for my father... For every time the poison grabs his heart brings him closer to the dark... I look upon his soul.
I see a mirror in me and know that his path is imprinted on my DNA code..., Momma knows it too. Every time I step out the fear hits her, so palpable like a mist. Clench my fist to avoid the stench. So dense like swimming through snow. Cause in my deepest darkest corners I know, I am only a step away, every single day...
So I pray for my father. And in that prayer I pray for him to gain the strength to even realize that its fear that keeps the white lady so near.
Fear of life.
Fear of love.
Fear because youve seen the top.
Fear because youve been crippled by its drop.
Fear because of your papis path.
Fear because you know that high cant last.
Fear because love is so near, and yet so far.
Fear because you know fear is a scar.
And youve scarred me.
Fear of your legacy.
So I pray for my father. And in his eyes I see mine. Reflection in his pupils evils most insidious disguise, Mask of lies, Cloak of deception.
What hides?
Wrapped inside my tattered existence.
What hides?
But KNOWLEDGE, And It lusts after me.
The knowledge that the same mistakes...
The same hate...
The same pain... Is inside of me.
The knowledge that they were inside of Granpapi...
So I pray for my father. And in that prayer I plant a seed, that when I grow up I dont have to be
A tired motherf**ker who thinks forgiveness is weak, and feeds upon it like plasma B
...Look in my eyes, Papi.
What do you see?
Do you see me?
So I pray for my father. And in that prayer I try to forget That forgiveness is almost a lost concept. A worn out rug with tracks of mud and piss and blood and tears and screams behind a facade of eyes that gleam and a mind that dreams of fireside chats and games of catch, And arms outstretched in love.
Not eyes blurred and speech slurred. Mind crazed from the effects of a drug. That keeps you away for days at a time...,
Look at the time, I notice its three...
Day three for me. Homes a distant memory. Cant call dear Momma cause all I will hear is screams and cries to come back!!!
But the demon reacts deep within my blood as I take another slug of the Jack and try to forget the cycle I am in and try to drown out the world as it spins...
And I pray in this moment because I realize Its out of my hands its all been planned... And the bar stool tips back and the Jack flies away!
Please Lord, dont let it end this way. On a dusty bar floor with dreams of before,
And he listened...,
So I pray for my father...
Hasnt answered back yet...
But there aint gonna be no tears of regret...
Because I prayed TO my Father.
Cause I prayed TO my Father...,
And my Father knows...
MY FATHER KNOWS...
Ive done all I could.
"Thy will be done, on earth, as it is in Heaven."
(c)2003 - EdenDust Publishing (BMI) - Ninth Street Rumble Music (BMI)
Vocals and Prayer Music: Jeremiah Alexis
Vocals Recorded and Mixed by Edwin Ramos, Jr. for BIGTIME! Productions at Capricorn One Sound Studios, Waterbury, CT and EdenDust StudioLabs, New York, NY
Guitars: Freddie Bryant
Piano: Edsel Gomez
Percussion: Gilad
Tenor/Soprano Saxophones: Chris Cheek
Alto Saxophone: Steve Wilson
Trumpet: Diego Urcola
Bass: Greg Ryan
Drums: Willard Dyson
Rhythm Section Recorded by Jon Rosenberg at SMOKE, NYC, and Mixed at Tom Tedesco Studio, Paramus, NJ
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