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We have danced the same dance
Left, right, left, right
We have sung along to the same song
Sing along, sing along
That rhythm felt right but the words were all wrong, so wrong
Mumbling words, stumbling fears
But now with friends by our side, it's a new day.
We gotta sacrifice with friends by our side
And with love and compassion, we'll rise up
With friends by our side, we will act now
And with love and compassion, we'll rise up
And act now
With friends by our side, we will rise
We've danced that dance, sung that song
That rhythm felt right but the words were all wrong
Stumble away from fear and clear your throat
You stepped up and cast that vote
Walked those streets to your own beat
But now with friends by your side, you gotta sacrifice
So back to the streets, organize
Catch our collective breath, self realize
This time with friends by your side
With friends by your side, we will rise
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D/A (Dan) - ...Again?
03:18
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Read the hate on the bathroom wall today
They're writing all the things they'd never say
I was in the right place to get little sick, but hey
It's the only place to sell their shit anyway
Now middle school kids, do they know any better?
Parroting parents, birds of a feather
And when they're back in the nest
They hear the dying gasp
Of balding eagles
They make themselves feel
Great again
Oh, on the wall
The writing is on the wall
So we take saints and sinners
All losers and winners
Pledge the flag
Tell the truth, work to learn,
Learn to work, have some class
The President man
He makes himself
Feel
He makes himself feel
Great again
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In the shadows on the safest streets
Hidden right between your eyes
Born across man made borders
Now lives on white bread & apple pie
They were always our neighbors
But now close enough to hear their baby's cry
The language of love you preach
Supports the hate you justify
From blueberry fields to cleaning dishes
Low wages and sweatshop conditions
Unseen sacrifice, exploited wishes
Writing letters home to loved ones she misses
Past walls and border militias
Are undocumented kisses of resistance
Sweeping dirt from under our rugs
And used as steps in our stairs
Building homes and landscaping
The land that was once also theirs
Under the same sun
Asking that this land be shared
Under the same moon
Asking your god to answer prayers
The quiet thank you's
And ghostly walks
Away from misdirected frustration
Finding them at fault
The miseducation
The hate we are taught
Let love disrupt our tracks
The tracks under our train of thought
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