Story Behind the Song
I just wanted to write a poem conveying my frustration with the intolerance and many times oppressiveness of governments.
Lyrics
And surely we can make it through,
The darkness can’t last forever,
So there’s still Hope,
We’ve always risen above,
It’s just another challenge,
There’s always been one more step,
One more door,
Yet, my suspicion runs deep through you,
I trust no one with the secret memories,
The whore dogs that would devour,
To bring to life,
To crucify me.
Why won’t you let something exist as it is?
Stop trying to adhere to some religion or political base,
Taken out of context, it’s now larger then life,
The innocence became a novelty that soon wore off,
Now its just part of the background,
Rarely used…fading memory.
We used to sing such a tender song,
Our souls weren’t afraid to tread new ground,
Today, we keep them inside,
Not as a sacred thing, but clutching it, holding on to life,
‘til its end.
And those that would bring us new ideas,
in the freshness of their style are cloned new to old,
And the ones that feed on them,
Never really evolve, but quickly turn new to old,
Soon, on deaf ears, the Empire falls,
Should we all fall?
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