We're Done with All of It - 60's Folk

We're Done with All of It - This is a 60's Folk protest style song. ‪@WeazleTunes‬ There’s a whisper in the alley, there’s a rumble in the street Like a warning from the past that we were bound to meet I met a man on the corner with a paper in his hand Said, “Son, these words ain’t truth, but they’ll tell you where to stand” Every headline bends a little, every promise starts to slip Like a shadow on the water from a sinking, rusted ship Well, I shook hands with a stranger in a finely tailored suit He spoke of grand tomorrows, but his eyes denied the truth Said the future’s just a wager in a high-stakes game they play And they’ll sell your soul for pennies just to stay another day We’ve been swallowing our voices, we’ve been staring at the ground But a quiet man can only stay quiet for so long Now there’s a fire in the people, you can hear it when they speak Through the cracks in every promise, through the lies that slowly leak We ain’t waiting on redemption, we ain’t buying what they sell There’s a storm about to break now, you can feel it rise and swell They draw lines upon the pavement, say you’re this and I am that Build their walls out of fear, then they tip their crooked hats But the truth don’t wear no colors, and it don’t divide the land It’s a thread that pulls us tighter when we choose to take a stand You can feel it in the silence, you can hear it in the drums Like a train that’s coming closer though you cannot see it come There’s a fire in the people; you can hear it when they speak Through the cracks in every promise, through the lies that slowly leak We ain’t waiting on redemption, we ain’t buying what they sell There’s a storm about to break now, you can feel it rise and swell No more shadows on the curtain, no more kings without a name No more truth dressed up in costumes just to justify the game We don’t need another hero riding in to take the stage Just a spark inside the many, just a turning of the page And the voices keep on rising “Enough… enough…” Like an echo through the valley “We’ve had enough…” Now the streets are filled with footsteps, and the air is growing thin With the weight of all the years we’ve been holding deep within Every voice becomes a chorus, every hand becomes a sign That the tide is turning slowly, one truth at a time There’s a fire in the people, and it’s burning through the night Shining light on every shadow, bringing wrong into the light We ain’t waiting on permission, we ain’t bowing to the script We’re the turning of the story...yeah, we’re done with all of it And the truth is like a river, carving valleys through the stone It’s bigger than the voices, it’s a call we’ve always known So, we rise without apology, we stand and we commit No more silence in the shadows We’re done with all of it