The People of The Song

My spaceship must have crashed
Must have crashed here long ago
I don't remember anything
I've been going with the flow

I've tried to make sense of things
I've tried to understand
But my confusion grows and grows
I hold my head in my hands

I don't know where to go
To be free from all this violence
The kindest ones are targeted
And none of it makes sense

Yes, I feel I'm not from here
But here is where I belong
I'm trying to find my people
The People of The Song

The People of The Song
Hold space for melodies
For songs of protest, love, and rights
For everyone who needs

The People of The Song
We cry out for those who hurt
We are Sirens of great Justice
For all animals of the Earth

Yes, I feel I'm not from here
But here is where I belong
I'm trying to find my people
The People of The Song

My spaceship never crashed here
I was born of my own choice
As The People of The Song
We will raise and raise our voice

Indoctrination and Denial
Such horrors they do bring
But we will keep the songs alive
For those who cannot sing

We are
We are

People of The Song
Hold space for melodies
For songs of protest, love, and rights
For everyone who needs

People of The Song
We cry out for those who hurt
We are Sirens of great Justice
For all animals of the Earth

We are People of The Song
Hold space for melodies
For songs of protest, love, and rights
For everyone who needs

The People of The Song
We cry out for those who hurt
We are Sirens of great Justice
For all animals of the Earth

We are People of The Song
We hold space for melodies
For songs of protest, love, and rights
For everyone who needs
The People of The Song
We cry high those who hurt
We are Sirens of great Justice
For all animals of the Earth



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