Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Some Years Ago, artist - Stevie Wonder. Album song Additional Singles & Rarities, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 24.10.2019
Record label: A Motown Records Release;
Song language: English
Some Years Ago |
Once upon the blood of many |
We were cast as less than any |
To so much a point some still believe |
Smaller scene, a world much bigger |
Where it’s okay to play with the word «nigga» |
Yet would we knowing all the grief and death it breeds |
But that was some years ago |
When we had more hope than money |
A time and a world ago |
When our hearts were made of steel |
Back then it was all about |
Stamping all the hatred out |
So that now there would be no doubt |
Who wouldn’t have to heal |
But why if so long ago |
We’re seen safe only when funny |
As if there’s no need to show |
Deep inside what we really feel |
Yet those things when brought to view |
Seem to bother but a few |
No if we don’t come for real |
Our wounds won’t heal |
Black silhouettes used as target practice |
There’s Darkie Toothpaste borne out of this malice |
These stereotypical images come to mind |
Figurines, mascots, postcards of us hanging |
Most recent here, of one of us dragging |
The propaganda machine must tell the truth |
This time stop lying |
But that was some years ago |
When we had more hope than money |
A time and a world ago |
When our hearts were made of steel |
Back then it was all about |
Stamping all the hatred out |
So that now there would be no doubt |
Who wouldn’t have to heal |
But why if so long ago |
We’re seen safe only when funny |
As if there’s no need to show |
Deep inside what we really feel |
Yet those things when brought to view |
Seem to bother but a few |
No if we don’t come for real |
Our wounds won’t heal |
But that was some years ago |
When we had more hope than money |
A time and a world ago |
When our hearts were made of steel |
Back then it was all about |
Stamping all the hatred out |
So that now there would be no doubt |
Who wouldn’t have to heal |
Oh, what if so long ago |
We’re seen safe only when funny |
As if there’s no need to show |
Deep inside what we really feel |
Yet those things when brought to view |
Seem to bother but a few |
No if we don’t come for real |
Our wounds won’t heal |
No if we don’t come for real |
Our wounds won’t heal |