Future History Of The Broken Hearted-STAVESACRE

You play the firing squad, I’ll be the target, I’ll just stand, here broken-hearted and amazed, You are the angry mob, I hear you calling, Your straw-man gallows swing with hunger unrestrained. Yeah, yeah. You’ve raped my eyes wide open, Now it’s easy to see how you’d say I’m…(it’s easy to see) Guilty of treason, so un-American, Just don’t call me blind. Yeah. Reach over cotton fields, look past the jungles, Post-cards from Wounded Knee and burning desert hells, So long as you can sleep clear of your conscience, leave future history to those who write so well. Yeah, yeah. You’ve raped my eyes wide open, Now it’s easy to see how you’d say I’m…(it’s easy to see) Guilty of treason, so un-American, Just don’t call me blind. Hey yeah. I swear my allegiance to the memory, The shadow of a nation that could have been, I swear my allegiance to the memory, The shadow of a nation that never was. You’ve raped my eyes wide open, Now it’s easy to see how you’d say I’m guilty of treason, so un-American, Just don’t call me blind, Guilty of treason, so un-American, Just don’t call me blind, Just don’t call me blind. [[Category:Christian_Rock]]

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