salience

December 28, 2005

rich folks don't know the weight of the sun
how hard we fight for this land as
they draw their lines in this sand
and just how quick we have to run

and maybe it's ignornace or paralyzed fear
but truth is my son won't see me for another year

and all so they can sleep through another dawn?

as free as our home is, the fact remains I had no choice
but when they all have the control I'm just another pawn
see rich folks don't know the weight of the sun

hero or not I hope I make it home one day
and then maybe you'll choose careful words to say
and tell my momma how it feels to be just another rich man's son
lasaliente, 21:50

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