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Krysta - Katie
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The lengths to not see starvation
The ways I unsee dying children
Why does this feel worse than bombs
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Will Stratton - Sunbirds
03:10
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The sunbirds sit in the olive trees
Vulture hover in the sky
Children playing in bombed-out houses
Instead of waiting round to die
The sunbirds stay
When the others go away
The sunbirds stay
Killing fields for a bag of flour
Sniper bullets fall like rain
The captors laugh as they cut off power
Even the vultures fly to Spain
They've killed the cameras, and the operators
And their wives and children too
Surgeons plead with politicians
Who lie; there's nothing they can do
The sunbirds stay
When the others go away
The sunbirds stay
Some day survivors, or their descendants
Will be allowed to judge too late
The gavel echoes; they'll hang some soldiers
Who haven't managed to escape
There'll be no justice, not in proportion
The law is deaf and dumb and blind
After the ashes, there will be freedom
As the sunbirds keep on flying
The sunbirds stay
When the others go away
The sunbirds stay
The sunbirds stay
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The water is filled with plastic
The river’s full of blood
And I don’t mean to be drastic
But it’s coming for us
Carolina wren
Too small to fight
But he can sing a song
And I can’t take flight
What is it with men
Makes them want to die
Unwilling to be humbled
Though it’s braver to be kind
It’s getting hotter
But we’re growing cold
Don’t know our neighbors
Don’t know our souls
Found a flightless blue jay
Drove it to the refuge
Sang along to over the rainbow
Moon river too
I’ve been cutting flowers
I’ve been planting seeds
Wish I could do more with this little voice
Without having to scream
Are you feeling scared
because I’m terrified too
Stakeholders out to get us
What’s there to do
The water is filled with plastic
The river’s full of blood
And I don’t mean to be drastic
But it’s coming for us
They’re hurting mothers
And children alike
Telling our students
To not use their minds
hoping you’ll fear them
Enough to stand by
Silently watching
As all of them die
Carolina wren
Too small to fight
But he can sing a song like you’ve never heard
That makes you want to cry
Maybe I could sing a song like you’ve never heard
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in a street
facing the sea
on a slope
a cardboard sign
a handwritten note
of a name unknown
‘he wore a striped shirt,
he was fat’
we buried him here
to at least give him that
we buried him here
to at least give him that
—
o you children turned to ash
your name
your name
a rain
the sky
cannot
take back
( b a c k )
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Where does it go
The spirit of a child
May the flight be swift
A senseless loss
To the darkness in us all
And the helplessness
We need the courage to grieve
To bury all the dead
And acknowledge what is true
To solemnly bow
To all life on Earth
To walking in peace
Our hands are not tied
We can speak truth to power
And we can reconcile
This very hour
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Stephen Kerr - Sunbird
04:00
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Sun falls on flags
Slow bleach to white, the reds and the blues
To use as rags
To cloak the bruise, and soak the sanguine fluid
Would flight lead back
To lift aloft beyond the din
To bring me home
Will I make feathers appear upon my skin
Let it go, let it go, let it go
The windward shore
Exposed to sands, lifted up to scrape and score
The stone belief
once made of clay, now knocking down a door
Let it go, let it go, let it go
Would it fade from a liquid red to an ochre unbled
sunbird
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reflections
songs, like history, often rhyme. When we bring struggle home and in our hearts, we create echoes of dreams that predate us, we carry them best when we do it together. - Ther
some days i simply cannot bear
the economics of despair
when there should be a fire in our hearts
and in our hair
i would like to keep, with you,
and all god's smallest creatures, too,
the earth that keeps us upright,
and of course, the ocean blue
a world where i don't have to ask
my mom and dad to wear a mask
from what we now call summer flus,
and the world made into ash
everyone for everyone
the united states stops printing guns
and prayers ring bright with joy
each night across jerusalem
we turn our highways into fields
til fears of looming famine yield
i promise i will be your sword
if you will be my shield
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A prayer for every martyr
Yes, it's difficult to bear
You and me
We'll keep singing
On the economics of despair
The massacres
The mask bans stir
A summer flu
Has turned our lungs to ash
America!
It's hard to have a dream
When you're not allowed to sleep
I promise I will be your shield
Your sword, comrade
In the poison field
A righteous wind to push the seeds
A world where we can eat
America!
Buries us and leaves us
Nameless, graveless
Jesus
I know there's a world
Where we can breathe
You're not on this hill alone
We both know that flour does not
Constitute a home
All occupations seem to us
Destined to expire
Long live the Intifada's voice
Let us raise it ever higher
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what water does to land
what man does to nan
blood on our hands
blood on all of our hands
devastation traces lines
down the palms of the ones
who serve themselves
water land power money blood
power money blood
and the lens is a gun
hope like the sun
resistance in the make up
of water and love
water and love
from the river to the sea, water rushing
Palestine will be free
free from blood things
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Lisa/Liza - Sand Castles
06:07
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fracture into two parts
what remains of the girl's arm bone
she was in the garden with her papa
when the bombs fell, she was thrown
separate the two parts
everyday she's only six years old
until there's a three inch limb
the prosthetic arm can hold
building bombs
and artificial arms
doctors trained in war wounds
it's not complicated
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Young Moon - BREAD
01:34
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Florida Ghost - Ice Fall
06:34
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Jacob Augustine - Arena
03:43
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Asher Platts - War Cry
03:15
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Pretty Purgatory Portland, Maine
Record Label
Portland, ME, USA
est. 2014