Текст Local Natives – Mother Emanuel

In a thousand ways
I’d feel the weight of
I’d feel the weight of
Carolina’s pain

Closer now they come
Farther now I’d run
As the other way
Violence without cause
Hours till the dawn
As the other way

In a thousand ways
The sound of pockets jangling
The sound of broken glass
In a single frame
Closer gets television
Everyone’s tuning in

Closer now they come
Farther now I’d run
As the other way
Violence without cause
Hours till the dawn
As the other way

In a thousand ways
I see the changes
I’d feel awakened
Ah, will it stay the same?
Where is the morning?
Where is the morning?

Closer now they come