Blood And Bone

Lost In The Shades

Oh this far fetched idea on how to be free,
in this country of broken dreams and our falling society.
We toss and turn, get lost and burn for what to become,
and some live in palaces while some are without a home.

So we are all given the right to fight for a dream,
but what is forgotten is that it all is a scheme.
Because if you say your dream is for all,
they tell you self satisfaction is your call.

And for those without a silver spoon in hand,
this ain't your right this ain't your land.
And for those whom are different, dreamers or sad,
this ain't your right this ain't your land.

What happens when our greed and misuse of the lord,
is in our government that sorts people's worth in race.
Well wheel chair queer different color or poor,
women, trans and in-betweens, they say ”know your place”.

They don’t seem to see anything other than in greyscale.
Oh the colors of the rainbow is a virtue not a fail.
Our difference is our strength and where the new can be born.
Where dreams don’t have fences this world will (wouldn’t) be mourned.

And for those without a silver spoon in hand,
this is our right this is our land!
And for those whom are different, dreamers or sad,
this is our right this is our land!

Greyscale Rainbow

Concrete Bowers

See the video here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zIEAuZpHdJw

The Old Wild