Текст Flobots – Voices Of The Dead

When everything we thought
Meets everything we know
And everything up top
Meets everything below

Then everything we’re never saying
And never said will yet remain
Hidden shame and bitter pain
Will fill the air and weathervane
‘Til by and by the sky will cry
With bitter pain so let it rain
Let it stain whichever angels
Seek to be forever changed

Message reads rest in piece
Sleep in solace
F police except celena hollis
Say her name
And pay respects to her daughter
Black woman cop
But none of that was why he shot her
He was scared
I don’t wanna die
I was there too
When you’re buried alive nobody can hear you
But spirits can
There’s more souls in the cosmos
More peace plans than oslos gacacas quilombos

All is said and done

Crisis up ahead
Lift this up instead
Voices of the dead
Voices of the dead
Rise above the threat
Lift this up instead
Voices of the dead
Voices of the dead

I put my hands up
Not a seeking an escape
I put my hands up to better seize the day
Outstretched to carpe diem
Carpal tunnels
To mausoleums
Trying to write a way to the voices
Of my heroes
Tearful
I was stronger when your hands were on my shoulders
Taught me
To be a warrior before a soldier
You got me
And that’s why I’ll push this boulder forward
Many hands light work
That’s why all of us are chosen
So stop drop and roll out
Stop frisked and hostile
When the police game is ving rhames
My contacts go nazghul
When I pocket dial
I ring wraiths
Black ops in the talent pools
Brothers dropping out like
Under funded high school
So less jails more doors
Why excel in failure
Losing ground every since four score
And hold the door
Stuck in a loop that predicts the final scene
But the very worst of them won’t get the best of me
With archery able arrow sight
Big voice from narrow mics
Knowing I am clothed in the feathers from a sparrow’s flight
Fearing no fahrenheit
Parallel or paralyzed
Building up a world where I can hear your voice as clear as mine

And where the rainbow stopped
That’s where they gained control
And left him hanging on a cross
And left her laying cold
Now everything we lost
And everything we stole
Awakens ancient gods
Who make our language whole
So let us sing the lettering
And let it ring no better thing
Visions of coretta king
Delivered life instead of dreams
And by and by the sky will cry
For all of us so let it rain
Let it stain the feet of those
Who seek to be forever changed!

A voice mail from the summer of your senior year
A secret note read aloud you didn’t mean to hear
A hundred windows in a ten story building side
A hundred stories go dark when you kill the lights
The shadow of another person living parallel
A glimpse of somebody riding on a carousel
A vision of a better life than I chose today
The time you told me that love never goes away