Native Blood

The barren wastes, bearing down on me

Cracks in the clouds leave me wondering

Did the oceans dry out and return to the sky

For a privileged perspective of our final goodbye?

Pretend it's a house of peace while she's buried

Underneath. You built your father's

House over my mother's grave

Bodies - a mass grave collapse the concave floor

These sanctimonious steeples will meet us in the dirt

Because the earth is trembling, if only we had eyes

To see it shake

Ignorant until we expire

When the ocean fills our veins and the soil

Becomes my bones: Maybe we'll fall asleep tonight

To the madness in the melody poured out for slaves

We were dressed in potential now we're draped in sorrow

Our race is a bloodstain spattered on a profane political campaign

Manifest your destiny

Stripes and stars comprise

My prison bars - the cost of liberty

Maybe we'll fall asleep tonight to the madness

In the melody poured out for slaves

Maybe this storm

Is a perfect score for wretched bodies

Washed ashore, poured out for me

The life I loved looking up at me

Saplings struck like daggers hemorrhaging

Streams as the breath of my people return

To the ground so forests can once more abound

The suffering cross that overcame

The name of love made concurrent with shame

This melody - I thought it familiar it sounds

Like your heartbeat keeping time, then you turn

And remind me that this pain has a purpose

And maybe we'll fall asleep tonight