Legacy

I don't have my mother's hands
Nor do I have her voice
I don't play piano nor do I fight for civil rights
The same way she did
I'm so glad that she did what she did

She left a legacy so vast
There were times I couldn't see past it
Found myself cast in a whirlpool of pain
The same way she lived
I'm so glad we got through it

One day, unexpectedly, I realized
I'd been drowning in pain
That wasn't mine to claim, no, no
I knew right then and there
That vision I had wouldn't be denied
Then I realized that I
I got my life, ooh

I'm standing firm on my legacy
The blood runs up and through me, I know
Who I am, where I come from
And where I'm going
I got my own song that I'm singing
And I got my own fire that I'm bringing
Know who I am, where I come from
And where I'm going
I know where I'm going

Many have asked me through the years
"What's it like being the daughter of?"
It's been quite a rich experience, but I have to say
I am proud of the blood that runs through my veins
I carry on this legacy with pride, joy, and a big smile
Without the contributions and sacrifices
That the great one who walked before me made
I could not shine as bright as I do today
She told me that when I was very young
"You need to know who you are, where you come from"
Well, I've accomplished that
I know where I come from
And where I'm going, going, going
'Cause my back is strong