Write the words back down inside:
We have burned their villages
And all the people in them died
And we adopt their customs
And everything they say we steal.
All the dreams they had we kill.
Still we sleep sound at night.
Is this what you wanted to hear?
We erased all their images
And dance and replace them with borders and flags
At the top of this timeline you’ll remember
This is the lipstick on the collar and in my own life
I’ve seen it in the mirror sometimes
At the cost of others hopes
So, Write the words back down inside
That’s where you need it the most
And without conviction of heart
You will never feel it at all.
Yeah- we all dance to the same beat when we’re marching
Yeah- the tv tells us everything we need to know
And this scene is painted
In all the fashions at the moment
And history is all the same
Everything you say: you stole
Every dream you dream: you bought
But I’m still here and we are all guilty.