Say What

There must be something in the water

Black bodies falling like leaves

Here, it is russet November

A mother will not sing

She holds her sorrow back
For her own child born black

There must be something at the root

Suspicious, can't say why

Then in a flash, a fire, an instant

The innocent, they die

He tastes a bitter fruit
Of haste and death, a stolen youth

There must be something in the air
It bubbles everywhere
I watch the TV replay
I can't breathe, I can't breathe
I am gray
I hold my sorrow back
For my own child born black

Say what, Say what, say what
Compare and contrast
Say what, say what
Go gray, white and black
Say what, Say what, say what
Compare and contrast
Say what, say what
Go gray, white and black



Credits
Writer(s): Shara Worden, Chris Bruce, Jebin Bruni, Staceyann Chin
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