Who Tells Our Bedtime Stories

A piece of the resistance
Floats down the stream
A purple flower whispers
All that we could have been

I heard we had it coming
Riding down the line
Will we be ready
To give back the time?

I smell the resentment
Boiling fear
When you hardly can breathe
You don't help those who're near

I wish we could find peace
Smile in harmony
That requires changing
Who tells our stories

That requires changing
Who tell our stories



Credits
Writer(s): Devin Lane
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