Bear

Spring in fall
Locked in prayer
Eighteen months to
Graying hair
Of all the love in our town
Soon to be gunned down
Take it away
Taken away

With my finger on your trigger
And our hearts began to quiver
And even though I love my land

Our twenty six loved
They have died in vain
Who are you to take my people when you don't know our names
You've shot your own foot
In your own way
For those rights are shaking
Just take them away

With my finger on your trigger
And our hearts began to quiver
And even though I love my land
How many more at your hand?



Credits
Writer(s): Salt Orchard
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