Audible

Turned down, tuned out

For every dream I watched us knock to the ground

We "stood and stared" under the sun's stark heat

As it dried the cement that we let cover our feet

We can't detract

Our discontent from what what's been forced on our backs.

Do we carry it all with a heart intact

If it means that this can stay together,

Even if it will never be the same

Covered my face,

Met failure's embrace

The tears welled up, and I let the rain come down

What if this movement just fucking died here?

Left staring at the remnants of all potential lost

The recycled lines, the familiar faith

Such cheap expectations have caused me to feel displaced

And I don't think that I'm done feeling restless

Growing up to find nightmares in what our father's called dreams.

Turned down, tuned out

This is the voice you tried to force to the ground.

So tell me what you think of how it really sounds when I say

They can't keep down

The hush frustration that exists in the crowd

Stood still in the shadow of the flag

I felt everything I know start to come undone;

I dropped to the ground when I felt its weight

(It's crippling)

We all fall down, we all fall down

But isn't falling what made me long to stand

For the oppressed, alone, and discontent - We cry

Will not be turned, will not be turned against myself

We've seen our fears

Control a world where less and less is clear

Fear only takes you so far,

Before it takes you away.

When the lights are low and the music's loud

Can we work to tear injustice down?

I'm asking do you still love this?

Well I do too

I'm still listening

Stay warm when the rain comes down

Stand with me.