This song is dedicated to my dear friend Selena, who grew up in the occupied West Bank of Palestine. 

Lyrics:

I found you broken
Lyin' on the floor
They had taken everything
Crushed your very core
You opened my eyes
And now I see clearly
Exactly what it is that lies behind
The powers that be


You left me speechless
And oh, so very sore
And yet, with so many questions just
Runnin' through my gord
I wanted to keep going, yeah
I wanted to know more
But I knew that if I pressed any further, 
You just might close your door


My anger rose, and my patience fell as you gave me that sad look
I just wanted to mend all your wounds, and give back everything they took
But I could never understand your struggle, no there could never be enough books
Because you are from the ashes, and I am from the matchbook


So now this begs the question, just what can we do?
Because I know there's got to be more to this world, yeah more of it for you
We could yell at the wall for weeks or months, until our faces turn blue
Or we could change the structural fabric of our society, it's true
Because if no one else stands up I fear, our humanity is doomed


A Song For Your Struggle

This is not my song! This song was written and preformed by Pat the Bunny and/or his band: Ramshackle Glory. 

Here are the links to the original song and their bandcamps:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kNVDgVIDfdo

https://patthebunny.bandcamp.com/

http://ramshackleglory.bandcamp.com/

And here are the lyrics to the song:

I got Arizona residency one day too late
To vote on this election day.
And every year before I’ve been too drunk to register.
I’d say “I don’t believe in it anyway.”

I still shake my head at ballots cast for elephants.
I shake my head at ballots cast for donkeys,
'Cause I swear to god our leaders, they will be death of us.
There’s no ballot we can cast to set us free.

But there’s no brick we can throw that will end poverty,
And we can’t blow up SB1070.
Things will never be as simple as when I was twelve years old
Reading Karl Marx in my bedroom alone.

And since there have been laws, there have been criminals.
There have been thieves since there’s been property.
And the day will come again when none of those things are around,
I just hope it’s before people go extinct.

So vote November 2nd if it seems right to you,
Don’t vote if you think it just holds us down.
Just tell me what we’re gonna do on November 3rd
To make sure there’s no government left to elect two years from now.

Just tell me what we're gonna do on November 3rd
To make sure there's no government left to elect two years from now.




Of Ballots and Barricades - Ramshackle Glory (Cover)

This mother's day is particularly difficult for me because, last year, I lost my mother to liver failure. Additionally, when I was 14 years old, I lost my father to suicide. I just want to encourage all of you to please love and appreciate your mother this Mother's Day, and do not take her for granted. 

(Lyrics)


There's two days a year that I used to hold so dear
Now they just fill me with fear, as my pain draws near
And I hope you can still hear and feel my sorrow in tears
But I also hope you know I can find happiness and cheer

Oh, Mother's Day, Father's Day, hey, who made those up anyway?
There's still so much that I'd like to say to you
And I hope that if I sing and pray, these words will somehow leave the page,
Make their way to the pearly gates, and roll right through

Feel like the prodigal's son with no parents to return to
So now I'm lost in the darkness, and everyone else is concerned, too
But if I get through this hardship, just maybe I can start a-new
And maybe then, I'll know exactly just where I can find you

Oh, Mother's Day, Father's Day, hey, who made those up anyway?
There's still so much that I'd like to say to you
And I hope that if I sing and pray, these words will somehow leave the page,
Make their way to the pearly gates, and roll right through

And if you're really listening, and if you're still alive,
Could you please give me an inkling or some form of a sign?
'till then, I'll be singin' my heart out, until the end of time
And even if my finger's bleed, I'll play to the last line

Oh, Mother's Day, Father's Day, hey, who made those up anyway?
There's still so much that I'd like to say to you
And I hope that if I sing and pray, these words will somehow leave the page,
Make their way to the pearly gates, and roll right through(2x)

Mother's Day, Father's Day

This is not my song. This is a cover of a song written in solidarity with the Palestinian people, originally written and preformed by Michael Heart. 

Original song: 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dlfhoU66s4Y

Lyrics:

A blinding flash of white light
Lit up the sky over Gaza tonight
People running for cover
Not knowing whether they're dead or alive

They came with their tanks and their planes
With ravaging fiery flames
And nothing remains
Just a voice rising up in the smoky haze

We will not go down
In the night, without a fight
You can burn up our mosques and our homes and our schools
But our spirit will never die
We will not go down
In Gaza tonight

Women and children alike
Murdered and massacred night after night
While the so-called leaders of countries afar
Debated on who's wrong or right

But their powerless words were in vain
And the bombs fell down like acid rain
But through the tears and the blood and the pain
You can still hear that voice through the smoky haze

We will not go down
In the night, without a fight
You can burn up our mosques and our homes and our schools
But our spirit will never die
We will not go down
In Gaza tonight

We will not go down
In the night, without a fight
You can burn up our mosques and our homes and our schools
But our spirit will never die
We will not go down
In the night, without a fight
We will not go down
In Gaza tonight

Brian Hazel

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