Better Days - Dianne Reeves

Silver grey hair

Neatly combed in place

There were four generations

Of love on her face

She was so wise

No surprise passed her eyes

She’s seen it all

I was a child, oh About three or four

All day I’d ask questions

At night I’d ask more

But whenever, she never

Would ever turn me away

No, no oh woah

I’d say how can I be sure

What is right or wrong

And why does

What I want

Always take so long

Please tell me Where does God live

And why won’t

He talk to me

I’d say Grandma

What is love

Will I ever find out

Why are we so poor

What is life about

I wanna know the answers

Before I fall off to sleep

Woah ho woah ho She saw the smile

As she tucked me in Then she pulled up that

Old rockin' chair once again

But tonight she was

Slightly, remarkably

Different somehow

Slowly she rocked

Lookin' half asleep

Grandma yawned

As she stretched

Then she started to speak

What she told me Would mould me and hold me Together inside

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

She said all the things you ask

You will know someday

But you have got to live

In a patient way

God put us here by fate

And by fate that means

Better days

She said, child we are all

Moons in the dark of night

Ain’t no mornings gonna come

Till the time is right

Can’t get no better days lest

You make it through the night

You gotta make it Through the night

Yes you do You can’t get to no Better days

Unless you make it Through the night (baby)

Oh ho, you will see

Those better days

But you gotta be patient

Be patient, oh baby

Be patient

Later that year at The turn of spring

Heaven sent angels down

And gave Grandma her wings

Now, she’s flyin'

And slidin', and glidin'

In better days

And although

I’m all grown up I still get confused

I stumble through the dark

Getting bumped and bruised

When night gets in my way

I could still hear

My Grandma say

I can hear her say

I can hear her sayin'

You can’t get to no Better days

Unless you make it Through the night (baby)

Oh ho, you will see

Those better days

But you gotta be patient

Child, do you hear me, yeah

Well, well, well, well

You can’t get to no, no Better days

Unless you make it You got to make it You got to make it Through the night

Oh Grandma, oh Grandma

Do you see me now, lady

Oh oh oh oh oh