On Coming From a Broken Home
Gil Scott-Heron Lyrics


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I want to make this a special tribute
To a family that contradicts the concepts
Heard the rules, but wouldn't accept
And womenfolk raised me
And I was full-grown before I knew
I came from a broken home

Sent to live with my grandma down south
When my uncles was leaving
And my grandfather had just left for heaven
They said and as every-ologist would certainly note
I had no strong male figure, right?
But Lily Scott was absolutely not your mail-order, room-service
Typecast, black grandmother
I was moved in with her
Temporarily, just until things were patched
Till this was patched and till that was patched
Until I became at 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, and 10
The patch that held Lily Scott who held me and like them four
I become one more and I loved her from the absolute marrow of my bones
And we was holdin' on
I come from a broken home
She had more than the five senses
She knew more than books could teach
And raised everyone she touched just a little bit higher
And all around her there was a natural sense
As though she sensed what the stars say, what the birds say
What the wind and and the clouds say
A sensual soul and self, that African sense
And she raised me like she raised four of her own
And I was hurt and scared and shocked when Lily Scott left
Suddenly one night
And they sent a limousine from heaven to take her to God
If there is one




So I knew she had gone
And I came from a broken home

Overall Meaning

Gil Scott-Heron's "On Coming From a Broken Home" is a poignant tribute to his grandmother, Lily Scott, who raised him in the absence of any strong male figures. The song is a reflective and nostalgic account of his tumultuous childhood, as he grappled with the realization that he came from a broken home. The opening lyrics set the tone for the song, as Scott-Heron acknowledges his family's unconventional approach to child-rearing. Despite hearing the rules, his family refused to accept them, resulting in a fractured household that left Scott-Heron without a strong male role model.


The second half of the song, however, focuses on Scott-Heron's grandmother, Lily Scott. Described as a sensual and intuitive woman with a deep understanding of the world around her, Lily instilled in Scott-Heron qualities that would stay with him for the rest of his life. Scott-Heron's intense love for his grandmother is palpable in the lyrics, as he describes her as the patch that held him together during a difficult period in his life. The song ends on a melancholy note, as Scott-Heron laments the loss of his grandmother and the end of his childhood.


"On Coming From a Broken Home" is a deeply personal and emotive song that speaks to Scott-Heron's experiences growing up. It is a tribute to the influence of strong women in his life, particularly his grandmother, who played a pivotal role in shaping his character. The song is a testament to the enduring power of familial love in the face of adversity.


Line by Line Meaning

I want to make this a special tribute
I wish to dedicate this song in a distinctive manner.


To a family that contradicts the concepts
To a family that challenges societal norms and beliefs.


Heard the rules, but wouldn't accept
Acknowledged the norms but didn't conform to them.


And womenfolk raised me
I was brought up by women in my family.


And I was full-grown before I knew
I didn't realize until later in life.


I came from a broken home
I was raised in an environment defined by broken familial relationships.


Sent to live with my grandma down south
I was sent to live with my grandma in the Southern United States.


When my uncles was leaving
When my uncles were departing.


And my grandfather had just left for heaven
And my granddad had recently passed away.


They said and as every-ologist would certainly note
As they said, and as any expert would agree.


I had no strong male figure, right?
I lacked a dominant male role model, correct?


But Lily Scott was absolutely not your mail-order, room-service
However, Lily Scott belonged to neither the stereotype of passively subservient women nor to the stereotype of hired help.


Typecast, black grandmother
Categorized as a black grandparent with predetermined characteristics.


I was moved in with her
I was shifted to live with her.


Temporarily, just until things were patched
Temporarily, until things were set right.


Till this was patched and till that was patched
Until one issue was resolved, and then another.


Until I became at 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, and 10
Until I turned 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, and 10.


The patch that held Lily Scott who held me and like them four
The solution that brought Lily and me together, just like the way she brought up four other children.


I become one more and I loved her from the absolute marrow of my bones
I became another one of her many children and loved her deeply.


And we was holdin' on
And we were clinging to each other.


She had more than the five senses
She possessed an extraordinary sixth sense beyond the conventional five.


She knew more than books could teach
She had wisdom that books couldn't impart.


And raised everyone she touched just a little bit higher
And she elevated the lives of everyone she came in contact with.


And all around her there was a natural sense
There was a natural aura about her.


As though she sensed what the stars say, what the birds say
As if she understood the language of the stars and birds.


What the wind and and the clouds say
What the wind and clouds speak of.


A sensual soul and self, that African sense
A spiritual soul and self, evoking an African understanding.


And she raised me like she raised four of her own
She raised me like any of her other four children.


And I was hurt and scared and shocked when Lily Scott left
Lily Scott's sudden departure left me pained, frightened, and astounded.


Suddenly one night
One night, all of a sudden.


And they sent a limousine from heaven to take her to God
And they metaphorically sent a heavenly limousine to drive her to God.


If there is one
If there is a God.


So I knew she had gone
So I concluded that she had departed.


And I came from a broken home
And I realized that I belonged to a family defined by broken familial relationships.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: ERIC HUDSON, GIL SCOTT-HERON, KANYE WEST

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Mindful Arts

This was an amazing album

Sir Smoke Alot

I would love to hear the thoughts he forgot. The things he never wrote down but said to himself. The images he seen as he nodded off them the drugs that freed him. You would never under stand him if you have never been the patch....

sourxtimes

So beautiful.

TheCullousus

Powerful spoken word here.

Roderick Bryce

I dedicate this to my Mother Maxine J. Bryce. I love you Mom.

Bobby Alirezai

amazing!!

Emma

incredible

Michael Thomas

The brother was so deep.

Darren Roocroft

Brilliant, poor guy x

laos nascimento

lindeza meu pai,mui grato por zentir ezza luz aberta,caotica e amorosa

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