1. |
Against You
02:54
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Against You
I’m sorry I turned against you
I’m against you still
My heart wants just to forgive you
But it ain't changed my will
Living with you, I saw you cruel and kind
I saw you love and I saw you lie
I know you tender and sweet
I also know you the dangerous kind
I’m sorry I turned against you
I’m against you still
My heart wants just to forgive you
But it ain't changed my will
Living with you, I got to know you well
the damage that's under the factual story you tell
I wanted to reach out my hand to keep you from the pain
But my wanting wasn't enough to stop you from inviting it over again
So, I’m sorry I turned against you
Sorry I let you down
I want to be strong enough just to love you
Maybe in time I’ll learn
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2. |
Girl's Got Pockets
02:36
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Girl’s Got Pockets
Girl’s got pockets
so she can be strong
You say selfish
I say how long?
You gonna hold onto the fiction that your position
On this playing field ain’t something
You were born with, you were given
Step up close and try to listen
Hey hey hey hey hey
You wanna play
In this country
You gotta pay
You know things get complicated
In our nation when it’s race related
And I’m not talking about affirmative action
It’s about who we’re putting in prison
700 per one hundred thousand
Mostly Black and Brown if you’re asking
Girl’s got pockets
So she can be strong
You say selfish
I say how long?
You gonna hold onto the fiction
That your position
On this playing field is something
You earned of your volition
Step up close and try to listen
Hey hey hey hey hey
We made it this way
You wanna play
You gotta pay
Girl’s got pockets
So she can be strong
Girl’s got pockets
So she can hold on
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3. |
Afraid
03:44
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Afraid
Last night I had a dream
It wasn’t about me
I watched a family
Watched a family
I don’t wanna tell you
You don’t wanna know
The things that happened
Grieved me so
I must be afraid of something
It’s coming to me in the night
I must be afraid of something
It wants to get out in the light
Maybe it’s a sickness
Maybe it’s the fight
You and I had
At the show the other night
But my mind it feels like
Hostile ground
And I haven’t figured out how
To turn it all around
I must be afraid of something
It’s coming to me in the night
I must be afraid of something
It wants to get out in the light
Taking it a moment
At a time
Pull it from the closet
Look it in the eye
I don’t wanna tell you
Do you wanna know
The things I find there
Grieve me so
I know the day is coming soon
You’re gonna ask me to choose
Between the life I know
And a love that’s true
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4. |
White Flight
03:19
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White Flight
I was just one
When we moved from
Philadelphia to East Norriton
Robberies
A once safe street had
Bruised my mother's dreams and feelings
We were part of the white flight
Everything changed overnight
Closing doors of factories
Business moving overseas
Unemployment, poverty
The working class was on its knees and
We were part of the white flight
Everything changed overnight
We were part of the white flight
Everything changed overnight
From the life of integration
To the death of isolation
From the threat of violent action
To the sheen of satisfaction
Picket fences, open spaces
2-car families, few black faces
Cut green grass and shopping centers
Neighbors greeted from a distance
We were part of the white flight
Everything changed overnight
The more things change
The more they stay the same
When the market reigns
There's money to be made
Now I’m grown, I’ve linked my fate to
A new town in a new state and
There's another winged migration
Gentrifying and displacing
We were part of the white flight
Everything changed overnight
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5. |
I Don't Know If I Am
02:39
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I Don’t Know if I am
They say I’m funny
Alive and wise
They say I bring everyone that I meet
A big smile
But they also say I make bad choices
I listen to the stupid voices
I don’t know why I ran
I don’t know if I can
I don’t know if I am
I don’t know if I am
They say I’m cute
Kind on the eyes
What they don’t know is I don’t love myself
So in the night I cry
They say I’m smart
They say I’m fun
If I’m so smart tell me why did I
Why did I steal that gun?
Oh they also say I make bad choices
I listen to the stupid voices
I don’t know why I ran
I don’t know if I can
I don’t know if I am
I don’t know if I am
They say I’m fun
I though that it would be too
When in reality
It was the dumbest shit that I could do
They say I’m a good girl
Got given life in a bad, bad world
I don’t know why I ran
I don’t know if I can
I don’t know if I am
I don’t know if I am
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6. |
Carrier Pigeon
03:05
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Carrier Pigeon
Carrier pigeon, fly me a note
Find me a ribbon, tie me a bow
I can't carry empty pages
All your words are kept in cages
I've seen a river from up above
I know there's water, I know there's love
These are routes that I have traveled
They are not without their perils
Carrier pigeon, fly me a note
I’m in a prison but I’ve found a hope
To your dearest ones, I’ll deliver
Words of love that come from the river
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7. |
Wish For Snow
03:30
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Wish for Snow
Last of the warm days is
Long gone
Cover your throat, babe
The winter's coming on
Watching the folks on the
Sidewalk below
Running for pleasure
They got a warm place to go
Do you ever wish for snow?
Giving back the light we get from the sun above
Do you ever wish for snow?
To cover up the darkness of the street below
Everyday is a gift
And every month we pay our rent
By the skin
Of our pretty white teeth
Oh oh, they need us
But they're trying to deceive us
Separate and keep us
The money don't feed us
Do you ever wish for snow?
The silence and the stillness heal the heart, you know
Do you ever wish for snow?
Giving back the light we get from the sun
Don't you wanna get lost
Get lost, and maybe get to know yourself
Hunters bait their traps
Bakers proof their bread
We too must make our preparations
Get ready for the coming season
Do you ever wish for snow?
The silence and the stillness heal the heart, you know
Do you ever wish for snow?
giving back the light we get from the sun
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8. |
Lucky
02:44
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Lucky
Can be a cold world
Friends taking just what they need
Before you look round
They’re up and taking their leave
I’m lucky
Cuz you love me
The right way
I’m lucky
And when I wake up
And you are still next to me
I gotta reach out
And pull you close gratefully
I know that
I’m hazmat
On dark days
I know that
I’m lucky
Cuz you love me
The right way
I’m lucky
And I feel you
Growing stronger everyday
Respect you
Want you babe in every way
In riches, poverty
In sickness, and healthy
I’m lucky
Cuz you love me
The right way
I’m lucky
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9. |
Harm
02:51
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Harm
The buck stops here
I’ve made it clear
That I don't want your advice
(I have tried to be nice)
It’s only fear
That keeps you locked behind your
White picket fence
Always trusting good sense
But i'm addicted to highs
I’m addicted to lows
And I’m the only one who knows
How I feel when I’m in his arms
You can't always keep me safe from harm
I know, I see
You only want what’s best for me
You think you know what i need
But what's safe to you
Is death to me
And what's right for you,
Oh can't you see
I’m addicted to highs
I’m addicted to lows
And i'm the only one who knows
How i feel when i'm in his arms
You can't always keep me safe from harm
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10. |
Happy People
02:54
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Happy People
Happy people don’t behave like this
Must be a day in school you missed
You say you’re fine, but darling all the while
I know they sometimes laugh
And tend to smile
Happy people
Monday brought another rainy day
Sky is dark and stormy as your face
Your breakfast eating you but nothing said
If only I could see inside your head
You say you love me but something’s amiss
I can taste the teardrops in your kiss
Nothing’s wrong, oh yes I get the gist
But happy people don’t behave like this
I bring you flowers in the afternoon
Just so you know that I’m thinking of you
And you smile bravely, but there’s something gone
A hollow note in this sweet sparrow song
Oh you can tell me darling anything
I only want to hear you sing again
And if I have to let you go, I will
I’ll watch you flying from the windowsill
You say you love me but something’s amiss
I can taste saltwater in your kiss
Like you’ve been swimming in some deep abyss
And happy people
Don’t behave like this
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11. |
The Light
02:25
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The Light
Now
I finally see the light
We choose between and endless night
And day
Time
It stretches on and on
Even after we’re gone
Our legacy lives on
They will sleep in the bed we have made
They will build on foundations we laid
They will search the advice that we gave
For true wisdom
Here
They’re holding out their hands
And they are not from distant lands
But from our future
See
They look at us with love
And forgiveness and hope and trust
They will sleep in the bed we have made
They will build on foundations we laid
They will search the advice that we gave
For true wisdom
Take
Take only what we need
Be mindful what we leave
For we can plant a seed of love or of destruction
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