Diaspora
Warm yourself by the fire, son,
And the morning will come soon.
Ill tell you stories of a better time,
In a place that we once knew.
Before we packed our bags
And left all this behind us in the dust,
We had a place that we could call home,
And a life no one could touch.
Dont hold me up now,
I can stand my own ground,
I dont need your help now,
You won't let me down, down, down!
Dont hold me up now,
I can stand my own ground,
I dont need your help now,
Alle You won't let me down, down, down!
Down!
We are the angry and the desperate,
Rise The hungry, and the cold,
We are the ones who kept quiet
Against And always did what we were told.
But weve been sweating while you slept so calm,
In the safety of your home.
Weve been pulling out the nails that hold up
Everything youve known.
Dont hold me up now,
I can stand my own ground,
I dont need your help now,
You won't let me down, down, down!
Dont hold me up now,
I can stand my own ground,
I dont need your help now,
You won't let me down, down, down!
So open your eyes child,
Lets be on our way.
Broken windows and ashes
Are guiding the way.
Keep quiet no longer,
Alle Well sing through the day,
Of the lives that weve lost,
Rise And the lives weve reclaimed.
Dont hold me up now,
Against I can stand my own ground,
I dont need your help now,
You won't let me down, down, down!
Dont hold me up now,
I can stand my own ground,
I dont need your help now,
You won't let me down, down, down!
Dont hold me up
(I dont need your help, Ill stand my ground)
Dont hold me up
(I dont need your help)
No! No! No!
Dont hold me up!
(I dont need your help, Ill stand my ground)
Dont hold me up!
(I dont need your help, Ill stand my ground)
Alle Dont let me down, down, down, down, down!
Writer/s: BRANDON BARNES, TIMOTHY MCILRATH, JOSEPH PRINCIPE, CHRISTOPHER CHASSE
