A Child Is an Open Book Songtext
von Damien Dempsey

We′re all born without hate
We're all born without hate

A child is an open book
So please, people, don′t mess them up
A child is an open book
So please, people, don't mess them up
A child is an open book
So please, people, don't mess them up
A child is an open book
So please, people, don′t mess them up

We′re all born without hate
We're all born without hate


I took a breath, and in it were the screams
Of every grieving mother and daughter
The heaving of the water thick with oil
The dreaming of the prisoner
Staring at the walls and imagining the kisses of a son
And I was sickened by the fumes
The city′s on its knees
Blood dripping from the teeth
Of the kids who walk the streets
The junkie with the baby in her womb
Numb beneath the stranger in her room
But then I took a step
And with it, I walked past the feeling
There's nothing I can do to help or grasp
With any certainty
Life is ours to take care of
You can′t love what you're scared of
And love is the key
I took another breath and with it, I was sure
No matter what′s to come or what has been before
We have the right now, the right here to make peace with
No hidden truth, no secrets
We have all the answers already
We were born without hate
Eyes bright, hearts heavy
Skies full of lightning tonight
The clouds' bellies are purple and ready to rain
What's pleasure to the man that has never known pain?

We′re all born without hate
We′re all born without hate

We were born without any bitter blood
When you hold the hand of hatred
You reject the hand of love
We were born without any bitter blood
When you hold the hand of hatred
You reject the hand of love

A child is an open book
So please, people, don't mess them up
A child is an open book
So please, people, don′t mess them up

We're all born without hate
(A child is an open book
So please, people, don′t mess them up
A child is an open book
So please, people, don't mess them up)


A child is an open book
So please, people, don′t mess them up
A child is an open book
So please, people, don't mess them up
A child is an open book
So please, people, don't mess them up
A child is an open book
So please, people, don′t mess them up