Hey Steemians! Here is my entry to the Steemit Open Mic Week 77
LYRICS
You were born out of desperation,
Single mom, but she did what she could
bless her heart, bless her heart
There were no filters built around you
You’d seen it all by the age of 15
bless your heart, bless your heart
Now we mere mortals need your strength
I know you're tired, but we believe
(We mere mortals) need relief from these burning streets
Can you save my soul from the fire, Bonnie Doone?
'cause the temperature is rising, Bonnie Doone.
Will you pull me a little higher, Bonnie Doone?
'Cause the flames are rising too, and I can't see you
Weary hearts come broken places
They appeal to your wisdom and grace
Bless their hearts, bless their hearts
Now these wayward souls need a break
We need a second chance and
(These wayward souls) we can't stand, so we lean on you
Can you save my soul from the fire, Bonnie Doone?
'cause the temperature is rising, Bonnie Doone.
Will you pull me a little higher, Bonnie Doone?
'Cause the flames are rising too, and I can't see you