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  1. DoomsdaysCW @[email protected] ·

    #KleeBenally #SongToTheSun

    "Our mother aches
    Iron claws dig until she breaks
    And she bleeds for this
    How much is enough?

    I remember listening to songs of the sun
    For all those, who’s breath was stolen
    Who’s future was taken away
    Who learned too late

    CHORUS:
    And so we sing again
    To the house of dawn
    There are no words, no words that can right these wrongs.

    This land breathes pain
    And nothing grows
    that doesn’t carry the trauma
    that we’ve wept, that you sow…

    CHORUS

    this empire of blood and bones
    of stolen, poisoned, homes…
    genocide… mutilated ghosts…

    fierce hearts lay buried… their struggle speaks…
    fierce hearts lay buried… saying…
    “leave it in the ground…”

    While the mines lay abandoned – What has been done?
    Wells poisoned… nothing has been done?
    Cancers spread… tell me, what has been done?
    To right these wrongs! To right these wrongs!

    CHORUS

    deafening the screams
    grinding down the gears
    you can’t hear them cause your window is closed
    and you’ve surrendered your power to your fears

    There’s a market for everything…
    social media exists
    so you keep on consuming…
    it’s revolutionary chic and at least you “liked” and shared…
    for liberation…oh what a loaded word…
    and you’ve marched quietly along
    and you’ve marched so complacently along

    one brutal violent machine pressing against another (3x)
    crushing all our dreams, and all we desire
    the price is paid in blood and we know what its worth…
    the price is paid in blood…
    capitalism is the enemy…of mother earth. (2x)

    deafening the screams
    grinding down the gears
    you can’t hear them cause your window closed
    and you’ve surrendered your power to your fears

    one brutal violent machine pressing against another
    you’ve surrendered your power to your fears
    one brutal violent machine pressing against another
    you’ve surrendered your power to your fears

    I will hold your hand
    At the edge of this world
    As we watch it burn to the ground

    I will hold your hand
    At the edge of the dawn
    And laugh and wonder at the new days we’ve found

    they will not suffocate this fire
    it burns from our hearts
    so long as we hold this inside
    they can never take this from us

    how much can you take?
    how much can you give?
    there is no post-apocalyptic
    oh this is it

    how much can we bleed?
    till were up off our knees?
    there’s no post-colonial, we live it

    they will not suffocate this fire
    it burns from our hearts
    so long as we hold this inside
    they can never take this from us

    if this is our grave
    such a wondrous bed we’ve been made
    only so much we can bleed
    so much more than we’d ever need

    I will hold your hand
    At the edge of this world
    As we watch it burn to the ground.

    Peabody‘s drag lines across the landscape
    like militarized borders that carve this police state
    1974 government pens wrote, “relocate”
    divide and conquer, 14,000 and today?

    We know this nightmare because it repeats
    ’till something breaks
    An act of liberation

    Yes we all know it’s the rich against the poor
    class, race, gender, and mother earth just a resource
    globalization is colonization and colonization is always war…

    We know this nightmare because it repeats
    ’till something breaks
    An act of liberation!

    Industrial capitalist hetero-patriarchy
    We know the story of so many manifested destinies
    From the broken bones of broken homes and violated boarding school dreams

    We know this nightmare because it repeats
    ’till something breaks
    An act of liberation!

    From Big Mountain to Palestine, relocation is genocide.
    We stand against all wars and occupation
    Against nationalism, against state sponsored terrorism

    the free market non-profit industry
    accountable to foundations no not community
    paychecks for activism, for justice or just them?
    But this ain’t no revolutionary commodity…
    It’s an act of liberation

    An act of liberation!

    it’s only a matter of time
    it’s only a question, an affirmation
    of who we are and who we’ve have been

    reconnect the dots
    trace back the memories
    its only a matter of time
    until our words match our actions

    CHORUS:
    these laws, these borders, these walls, will fall
    it’s only a matter of time, it’s only a matter of action

    How much can we pretend,
    that we’re not complicit in our silence?
    how much longer, until these times get so desperate?

    the beating in our hearts
    a rhythm we can’t shut out
    calling us to action, call us to action…

    CHORUS

    its a matter of action.

    these are desperate times calling for desperate measures
    these are desperate times calling for desperate action

    its a matter of action.

    Time for action

    Following paths
    so many ways to wander
    so many ways I’ve wondered
    always the question biting at my heel
    sometimes its too much to feel

    open hearts bleed
    strong hearts deceived
    where were you in this time of need?

    following paths so many ways to take it on
    so many ways we’ve lost
    always the question expressing the real
    sometimes its too much to feel

    open hearts bleed strong hearts deceive
    where were you in this time of need?
    where were you?

    your shadow still cast
    all that we lived past
    your words still linger
    if we could peel back the time
    uncover the wounds so they can really heal

    sometimes its too much to feel

    open hearts bleed strong hearts deceive
    where were you in this time of need?
    where were you?"

    youtube.com/watch?v=LEBhDVnzG_
    #AnActOfLiberation #Degrowth #TimeForAction #ATimeForLiberation #ATimeForAction #AMatterForAction #AnActOfLiberation #PostColonialism #ResistTheMachine #ResistHeteroPatriarchy

    #kleebenally #songtothesun #anactofliberation #degrowth #timeforaction #atimeforliberation
  2. DoomsdaysCW @[email protected] ·

    #KleeBenally #SongToTheSun

    "Our mother aches
    Iron claws dig until she breaks
    And she bleeds for this
    How much is enough?

    I remember listening to songs of the sun
    For all those, who’s breath was stolen
    Who’s future was taken away
    Who learned too late

    CHORUS:
    And so we sing again
    To the house of dawn
    There are no words, no words that can right these wrongs.

    This land breathes pain
    And nothing grows
    that doesn’t carry the trauma
    that we’ve wept, that you sow…

    CHORUS

    this empire of blood and bones
    of stolen, poisoned, homes…
    genocide… mutilated ghosts…

    fierce hearts lay buried… their struggle speaks…
    fierce hearts lay buried… saying…
    “leave it in the ground…”

    While the mines lay abandoned – What has been done?
    Wells poisoned… nothing has been done?
    Cancers spread… tell me, what has been done?
    To right these wrongs! To right these wrongs!

    CHORUS

    deafening the screams
    grinding down the gears
    you can’t hear them cause your window is closed
    and you’ve surrendered your power to your fears

    There’s a market for everything…
    social media exists
    so you keep on consuming…
    it’s revolutionary chic and at least you “liked” and shared…
    for liberation…oh what a loaded word…
    and you’ve marched quietly along
    and you’ve marched so complacently along

    one brutal violent machine pressing against another (3x)
    crushing all our dreams, and all we desire
    the price is paid in blood and we know what its worth…
    the price is paid in blood…
    capitalism is the enemy…of mother earth. (2x)

    deafening the screams
    grinding down the gears
    you can’t hear them cause your window closed
    and you’ve surrendered your power to your fears

    one brutal violent machine pressing against another
    you’ve surrendered your power to your fears
    one brutal violent machine pressing against another
    you’ve surrendered your power to your fears

    I will hold your hand
    At the edge of this world
    As we watch it burn to the ground

    I will hold your hand
    At the edge of the dawn
    And laugh and wonder at the new days we’ve found

    they will not suffocate this fire
    it burns from our hearts
    so long as we hold this inside
    they can never take this from us

    how much can you take?
    how much can you give?
    there is no post-apocalyptic
    oh this is it

    how much can we bleed?
    till were up off our knees?
    there’s no post-colonial, we live it

    they will not suffocate this fire
    it burns from our hearts
    so long as we hold this inside
    they can never take this from us

    if this is our grave
    such a wondrous bed we’ve been made
    only so much we can bleed
    so much more than we’d ever need

    I will hold your hand
    At the edge of this world
    As we watch it burn to the ground.

    Peabody‘s drag lines across the landscape
    like militarized borders that carve this police state
    1974 government pens wrote, “relocate”
    divide and conquer, 14,000 and today?

    We know this nightmare because it repeats
    ’till something breaks
    An act of liberation

    Yes we all know it’s the rich against the poor
    class, race, gender, and mother earth just a resource
    globalization is colonization and colonization is always war…

    We know this nightmare because it repeats
    ’till something breaks
    An act of liberation!

    Industrial capitalist hetero-patriarchy
    We know the story of so many manifested destinies
    From the broken bones of broken homes and violated boarding school dreams

    We know this nightmare because it repeats
    ’till something breaks
    An act of liberation!

    From Big Mountain to Palestine, relocation is genocide.
    We stand against all wars and occupation
    Against nationalism, against state sponsored terrorism

    the free market non-profit industry
    accountable to foundations no not community
    paychecks for activism, for justice or just them?
    But this ain’t no revolutionary commodity…
    It’s an act of liberation

    An act of liberation!

    it’s only a matter of time
    it’s only a question, an affirmation
    of who we are and who we’ve have been

    reconnect the dots
    trace back the memories
    its only a matter of time
    until our words match our actions

    CHORUS:
    these laws, these borders, these walls, will fall
    it’s only a matter of time, it’s only a matter of action

    How much can we pretend,
    that we’re not complicit in our silence?
    how much longer, until these times get so desperate?

    the beating in our hearts
    a rhythm we can’t shut out
    calling us to action, call us to action…

    CHORUS

    its a matter of action.

    these are desperate times calling for desperate measures
    these are desperate times calling for desperate action

    its a matter of action.

    Time for action

    Following paths
    so many ways to wander
    so many ways I’ve wondered
    always the question biting at my heel
    sometimes its too much to feel

    open hearts bleed
    strong hearts deceived
    where were you in this time of need?

    following paths so many ways to take it on
    so many ways we’ve lost
    always the question expressing the real
    sometimes its too much to feel

    open hearts bleed strong hearts deceive
    where were you in this time of need?
    where were you?

    your shadow still cast
    all that we lived past
    your words still linger
    if we could peel back the time
    uncover the wounds so they can really heal

    sometimes its too much to feel

    open hearts bleed strong hearts deceive
    where were you in this time of need?
    where were you?"

    youtube.com/watch?v=LEBhDVnzG_
    #AnActOfLiberation #Degrowth #TimeForAction #ATimeForLiberation #ATimeForAction #AMatterForAction #AnActOfLiberation #PostColonialism #ResistTheMachine #ResistHeteroPatriarchy

    #kleebenally #songtothesun #anactofliberation #degrowth #timeforaction #atimeforliberation
  3. DoomsdaysCW @[email protected] ·

    #KleeBenally #SongToTheSun

    "Our mother aches
    Iron claws dig until she breaks
    And she bleeds for this
    How much is enough?

    I remember listening to songs of the sun
    For all those, who’s breath was stolen
    Who’s future was taken away
    Who learned too late

    CHORUS:
    And so we sing again
    To the house of dawn
    There are no words, no words that can right these wrongs.

    This land breathes pain
    And nothing grows
    that doesn’t carry the trauma
    that we’ve wept, that you sow…

    CHORUS

    this empire of blood and bones
    of stolen, poisoned, homes…
    genocide… mutilated ghosts…

    fierce hearts lay buried… their struggle speaks…
    fierce hearts lay buried… saying…
    “leave it in the ground…”

    While the mines lay abandoned – What has been done?
    Wells poisoned… nothing has been done?
    Cancers spread… tell me, what has been done?
    To right these wrongs! To right these wrongs!

    CHORUS

    deafening the screams
    grinding down the gears
    you can’t hear them cause your window is closed
    and you’ve surrendered your power to your fears

    There’s a market for everything…
    social media exists
    so you keep on consuming…
    it’s revolutionary chic and at least you “liked” and shared…
    for liberation…oh what a loaded word…
    and you’ve marched quietly along
    and you’ve marched so complacently along

    one brutal violent machine pressing against another (3x)
    crushing all our dreams, and all we desire
    the price is paid in blood and we know what its worth…
    the price is paid in blood…
    capitalism is the enemy…of mother earth. (2x)

    deafening the screams
    grinding down the gears
    you can’t hear them cause your window closed
    and you’ve surrendered your power to your fears

    one brutal violent machine pressing against another
    you’ve surrendered your power to your fears
    one brutal violent machine pressing against another
    you’ve surrendered your power to your fears

    I will hold your hand
    At the edge of this world
    As we watch it burn to the ground

    I will hold your hand
    At the edge of the dawn
    And laugh and wonder at the new days we’ve found

    they will not suffocate this fire
    it burns from our hearts
    so long as we hold this inside
    they can never take this from us

    how much can you take?
    how much can you give?
    there is no post-apocalyptic
    oh this is it

    how much can we bleed?
    till were up off our knees?
    there’s no post-colonial, we live it

    they will not suffocate this fire
    it burns from our hearts
    so long as we hold this inside
    they can never take this from us

    if this is our grave
    such a wondrous bed we’ve been made
    only so much we can bleed
    so much more than we’d ever need

    I will hold your hand
    At the edge of this world
    As we watch it burn to the ground.

    Peabody‘s drag lines across the landscape
    like militarized borders that carve this police state
    1974 government pens wrote, “relocate”
    divide and conquer, 14,000 and today?

    We know this nightmare because it repeats
    ’till something breaks
    An act of liberation

    Yes we all know it’s the rich against the poor
    class, race, gender, and mother earth just a resource
    globalization is colonization and colonization is always war…

    We know this nightmare because it repeats
    ’till something breaks
    An act of liberation!

    Industrial capitalist hetero-patriarchy
    We know the story of so many manifested destinies
    From the broken bones of broken homes and violated boarding school dreams

    We know this nightmare because it repeats
    ’till something breaks
    An act of liberation!

    From Big Mountain to Palestine, relocation is genocide.
    We stand against all wars and occupation
    Against nationalism, against state sponsored terrorism

    the free market non-profit industry
    accountable to foundations no not community
    paychecks for activism, for justice or just them?
    But this ain’t no revolutionary commodity…
    It’s an act of liberation

    An act of liberation!

    it’s only a matter of time
    it’s only a question, an affirmation
    of who we are and who we’ve have been

    reconnect the dots
    trace back the memories
    its only a matter of time
    until our words match our actions

    CHORUS:
    these laws, these borders, these walls, will fall
    it’s only a matter of time, it’s only a matter of action

    How much can we pretend,
    that we’re not complicit in our silence?
    how much longer, until these times get so desperate?

    the beating in our hearts
    a rhythm we can’t shut out
    calling us to action, call us to action…

    CHORUS

    its a matter of action.

    these are desperate times calling for desperate measures
    these are desperate times calling for desperate action

    its a matter of action.

    Time for action

    Following paths
    so many ways to wander
    so many ways I’ve wondered
    always the question biting at my heel
    sometimes its too much to feel

    open hearts bleed
    strong hearts deceived
    where were you in this time of need?

    following paths so many ways to take it on
    so many ways we’ve lost
    always the question expressing the real
    sometimes its too much to feel

    open hearts bleed strong hearts deceive
    where were you in this time of need?
    where were you?

    your shadow still cast
    all that we lived past
    your words still linger
    if we could peel back the time
    uncover the wounds so they can really heal

    sometimes its too much to feel

    open hearts bleed strong hearts deceive
    where were you in this time of need?
    where were you?"

    youtube.com/watch?v=LEBhDVnzG_
    #AnActOfLiberation #Degrowth #TimeForAction #ATimeForLiberation #ATimeForAction #AMatterForAction #AnActOfLiberation #PostColonialism #ResistTheMachine #ResistHeteroPatriarchy

    #kleebenally #songtothesun #anactofliberation #degrowth #timeforaction #atimeforliberation
  4. DoomsdaysCW @[email protected] ·

    #KleeBenally #SongToTheSun

    "Our mother aches
    Iron claws dig until she breaks
    And she bleeds for this
    How much is enough?

    I remember listening to songs of the sun
    For all those, who’s breath was stolen
    Who’s future was taken away
    Who learned too late

    CHORUS:
    And so we sing again
    To the house of dawn
    There are no words, no words that can right these wrongs.

    This land breathes pain
    And nothing grows
    that doesn’t carry the trauma
    that we’ve wept, that you sow…

    CHORUS

    this empire of blood and bones
    of stolen, poisoned, homes…
    genocide… mutilated ghosts…

    fierce hearts lay buried… their struggle speaks…
    fierce hearts lay buried… saying…
    “leave it in the ground…”

    While the mines lay abandoned – What has been done?
    Wells poisoned… nothing has been done?
    Cancers spread… tell me, what has been done?
    To right these wrongs! To right these wrongs!

    CHORUS

    deafening the screams
    grinding down the gears
    you can’t hear them cause your window is closed
    and you’ve surrendered your power to your fears

    There’s a market for everything…
    social media exists
    so you keep on consuming…
    it’s revolutionary chic and at least you “liked” and shared…
    for liberation…oh what a loaded word…
    and you’ve marched quietly along
    and you’ve marched so complacently along

    one brutal violent machine pressing against another (3x)
    crushing all our dreams, and all we desire
    the price is paid in blood and we know what its worth…
    the price is paid in blood…
    capitalism is the enemy…of mother earth. (2x)

    deafening the screams
    grinding down the gears
    you can’t hear them cause your window closed
    and you’ve surrendered your power to your fears

    one brutal violent machine pressing against another
    you’ve surrendered your power to your fears
    one brutal violent machine pressing against another
    you’ve surrendered your power to your fears

    I will hold your hand
    At the edge of this world
    As we watch it burn to the ground

    I will hold your hand
    At the edge of the dawn
    And laugh and wonder at the new days we’ve found

    they will not suffocate this fire
    it burns from our hearts
    so long as we hold this inside
    they can never take this from us

    how much can you take?
    how much can you give?
    there is no post-apocalyptic
    oh this is it

    how much can we bleed?
    till were up off our knees?
    there’s no post-colonial, we live it

    they will not suffocate this fire
    it burns from our hearts
    so long as we hold this inside
    they can never take this from us

    if this is our grave
    such a wondrous bed we’ve been made
    only so much we can bleed
    so much more than we’d ever need

    I will hold your hand
    At the edge of this world
    As we watch it burn to the ground.

    Peabody‘s drag lines across the landscape
    like militarized borders that carve this police state
    1974 government pens wrote, “relocate”
    divide and conquer, 14,000 and today?

    We know this nightmare because it repeats
    ’till something breaks
    An act of liberation

    Yes we all know it’s the rich against the poor
    class, race, gender, and mother earth just a resource
    globalization is colonization and colonization is always war…

    We know this nightmare because it repeats
    ’till something breaks
    An act of liberation!

    Industrial capitalist hetero-patriarchy
    We know the story of so many manifested destinies
    From the broken bones of broken homes and violated boarding school dreams

    We know this nightmare because it repeats
    ’till something breaks
    An act of liberation!

    From Big Mountain to Palestine, relocation is genocide.
    We stand against all wars and occupation
    Against nationalism, against state sponsored terrorism

    the free market non-profit industry
    accountable to foundations no not community
    paychecks for activism, for justice or just them?
    But this ain’t no revolutionary commodity…
    It’s an act of liberation

    An act of liberation!

    it’s only a matter of time
    it’s only a question, an affirmation
    of who we are and who we’ve have been

    reconnect the dots
    trace back the memories
    its only a matter of time
    until our words match our actions

    CHORUS:
    these laws, these borders, these walls, will fall
    it’s only a matter of time, it’s only a matter of action

    How much can we pretend,
    that we’re not complicit in our silence?
    how much longer, until these times get so desperate?

    the beating in our hearts
    a rhythm we can’t shut out
    calling us to action, call us to action…

    CHORUS

    its a matter of action.

    these are desperate times calling for desperate measures
    these are desperate times calling for desperate action

    its a matter of action.

    Time for action

    Following paths
    so many ways to wander
    so many ways I’ve wondered
    always the question biting at my heel
    sometimes its too much to feel

    open hearts bleed
    strong hearts deceived
    where were you in this time of need?

    following paths so many ways to take it on
    so many ways we’ve lost
    always the question expressing the real
    sometimes its too much to feel

    open hearts bleed strong hearts deceive
    where were you in this time of need?
    where were you?

    your shadow still cast
    all that we lived past
    your words still linger
    if we could peel back the time
    uncover the wounds so they can really heal

    sometimes its too much to feel

    open hearts bleed strong hearts deceive
    where were you in this time of need?
    where were you?"

    youtube.com/watch?v=LEBhDVnzG_
    #AnActOfLiberation #Degrowth #TimeForAction #ATimeForLiberation #ATimeForAction #AMatterForAction #AnActOfLiberation #PostColonialism #ResistTheMachine #ResistHeteroPatriarchy

    #resistheteropatriarchy #resistthemachine #postcolonialism #amatterforaction #atimeforaction #atimeforliberation
  5. DoomsdaysCW @[email protected] ·

    #KleeBenally #SongToTheSun

    "Our mother aches
    Iron claws dig until she breaks
    And she bleeds for this
    How much is enough?

    I remember listening to songs of the sun
    For all those, who’s breath was stolen
    Who’s future was taken away
    Who learned too late

    CHORUS:
    And so we sing again
    To the house of dawn
    There are no words, no words that can right these wrongs.

    This land breathes pain
    And nothing grows
    that doesn’t carry the trauma
    that we’ve wept, that you sow…

    CHORUS

    this empire of blood and bones
    of stolen, poisoned, homes…
    genocide… mutilated ghosts…

    fierce hearts lay buried… their struggle speaks…
    fierce hearts lay buried… saying…
    “leave it in the ground…”

    While the mines lay abandoned – What has been done?
    Wells poisoned… nothing has been done?
    Cancers spread… tell me, what has been done?
    To right these wrongs! To right these wrongs!

    CHORUS

    deafening the screams
    grinding down the gears
    you can’t hear them cause your window is closed
    and you’ve surrendered your power to your fears

    There’s a market for everything…
    social media exists
    so you keep on consuming…
    it’s revolutionary chic and at least you “liked” and shared…
    for liberation…oh what a loaded word…
    and you’ve marched quietly along
    and you’ve marched so complacently along

    one brutal violent machine pressing against another (3x)
    crushing all our dreams, and all we desire
    the price is paid in blood and we know what its worth…
    the price is paid in blood…
    capitalism is the enemy…of mother earth. (2x)

    deafening the screams
    grinding down the gears
    you can’t hear them cause your window closed
    and you’ve surrendered your power to your fears

    one brutal violent machine pressing against another
    you’ve surrendered your power to your fears
    one brutal violent machine pressing against another
    you’ve surrendered your power to your fears

    I will hold your hand
    At the edge of this world
    As we watch it burn to the ground

    I will hold your hand
    At the edge of the dawn
    And laugh and wonder at the new days we’ve found

    they will not suffocate this fire
    it burns from our hearts
    so long as we hold this inside
    they can never take this from us

    how much can you take?
    how much can you give?
    there is no post-apocalyptic
    oh this is it

    how much can we bleed?
    till were up off our knees?
    there’s no post-colonial, we live it

    they will not suffocate this fire
    it burns from our hearts
    so long as we hold this inside
    they can never take this from us

    if this is our grave
    such a wondrous bed we’ve been made
    only so much we can bleed
    so much more than we’d ever need

    I will hold your hand
    At the edge of this world
    As we watch it burn to the ground.

    Peabody‘s drag lines across the landscape
    like militarized borders that carve this police state
    1974 government pens wrote, “relocate”
    divide and conquer, 14,000 and today?

    We know this nightmare because it repeats
    ’till something breaks
    An act of liberation

    Yes we all know it’s the rich against the poor
    class, race, gender, and mother earth just a resource
    globalization is colonization and colonization is always war…

    We know this nightmare because it repeats
    ’till something breaks
    An act of liberation!

    Industrial capitalist hetero-patriarchy
    We know the story of so many manifested destinies
    From the broken bones of broken homes and violated boarding school dreams

    We know this nightmare because it repeats
    ’till something breaks
    An act of liberation!

    From Big Mountain to Palestine, relocation is genocide.
    We stand against all wars and occupation
    Against nationalism, against state sponsored terrorism

    the free market non-profit industry
    accountable to foundations no not community
    paychecks for activism, for justice or just them?
    But this ain’t no revolutionary commodity…
    It’s an act of liberation

    An act of liberation!

    it’s only a matter of time
    it’s only a question, an affirmation
    of who we are and who we’ve have been

    reconnect the dots
    trace back the memories
    its only a matter of time
    until our words match our actions

    CHORUS:
    these laws, these borders, these walls, will fall
    it’s only a matter of time, it’s only a matter of action

    How much can we pretend,
    that we’re not complicit in our silence?
    how much longer, until these times get so desperate?

    the beating in our hearts
    a rhythm we can’t shut out
    calling us to action, call us to action…

    CHORUS

    its a matter of action.

    these are desperate times calling for desperate measures
    these are desperate times calling for desperate action

    its a matter of action.

    Time for action

    Following paths
    so many ways to wander
    so many ways I’ve wondered
    always the question biting at my heel
    sometimes its too much to feel

    open hearts bleed
    strong hearts deceived
    where were you in this time of need?

    following paths so many ways to take it on
    so many ways we’ve lost
    always the question expressing the real
    sometimes its too much to feel

    open hearts bleed strong hearts deceive
    where were you in this time of need?
    where were you?

    your shadow still cast
    all that we lived past
    your words still linger
    if we could peel back the time
    uncover the wounds so they can really heal

    sometimes its too much to feel

    open hearts bleed strong hearts deceive
    where were you in this time of need?
    where were you?"

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