〈Verse 1〉
It’s raining, I’m staring outside my window
There’s a tiredness in my bones
I feel helpless and alone
Deep within our mother’s womb – lie the bodies of children in unmarked hidden tombs
Purpose and reason
That’s what they say that you’ll get when you have kids
And I did
Bruises and fresh opened wounds
Reveal stories that were told to me in ruin
I knew an old man who’d sit in his armchair
Sometimes at night I’d catch him crying, sitting there
He cried because when he was a kid
〈Pre-Chorus〉
He spoke his language
And then lost his voice and part of his own lineage
〈Chorus 1〉
This land is your land
This land is my land
This land was made for you and me
A poor choice of words by Woody Guthrie
This land was taken and now everyone sees
〈Refrain〉
One family had their land stolen
The other was stolen from their land and here I stand
〈Verse 2〉
It’s dark out, the storms raging
Static noise transmission on the radio
There’s an aching in my bones
I feel lost and far from home
Purpose and reason
That’s what they say that you’ll get when you have kids
And I did
I’m not sad
I’m devastated
Underneath all of that pain – hard beads of cold rain
I know a black woman who sits at her desk chair
Sometimes she cries sitting there because fear became her worst nightmare
〈Pre-Chorus〉
She cries because her only son was killed by a shotgun
Another senseless tragedy triggered by police brutality
〈Chorus 2〉
This land is your land
This land is my land
This land was made for you and me
A poor choice of words by Woody Guthrie
This land was taken and built on slavery
〈Outro〉
One family had their land stolen
The other was stolen from their land and here I stand
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