| A voice from the wilderness
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| Detroit and Port-au-Prince
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| Building the movement from the basic ingredients
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| Immediate response, the reaction to the chemicals
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| Screaming compassion from the tracks of the tennis shoes
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| When academics trapped in academies
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| Won’t renew movement or produce strategies
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| Opening the data stream
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| That we teach me how to fill
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| Built a resistance to opiates and imbeciles
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| I hate to take a side
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| I’ve got to take a side
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| When it’s time to take a side
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| Stand up for what is right
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| Or should I say left?
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| Cause that’s usually where I find myself
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| Aligned for the future that we’re trying for
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| Slogan on my sign board
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| Look across a line
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| You’re tired, you’re scared, you’re working overtime
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| War fatigues, Christ Lord
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| Another giant’s born
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| Midwifed by the phantoms that we’re crying for
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| For (sing it), oooh
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| How the West is, how the West is
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| Show 'em how the west is
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| One for my dreams
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| Two for my doubts
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| Three for the people that’ve been left out
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| Four for the love that can save us
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| Five for the names on the grave, Troy Davis
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| Six for the pain
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| Seven for the patience
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| Eight for the strains of the tough conversations
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| Nine for the kids on the front lawn racing
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| To ten, the joy that can never be taken
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| For all the life we’ve forsaken
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| Times I’ve mistaken
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| The side that I’ve taken
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| And the life that I’m makin'
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| But in this demonstration’s
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| The time I lack patience
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| ??? |
| violence play favorites
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| ??? |
| and still didn’t show up
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| When justice hit the streets the definition didn’t hold up
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| Apart we are divided, the reason why we’re fighting
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| Of what a human life is, What the meaning of a side is
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| I can’t tell you where to go (sing it), oooh
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| You are never on your own (sing it), oooh
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| We’ll live on when we are gone
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| We’ll be everywhere at once |