I’m stuck in 1987
And I’m not coming back to the present
You tell me the world needs my voice
But I’m so sick of shouting, don’t let me out
I’d scream at the top of my lungs because I’ve had enough
But I’m tired
There’s crooked pastors in Houston, TX
There’s nazis in the office; white people elected them
The religion of America is discrimination
And I’m not sorry to tell you it’s always been that way
Two days ago, it was a hate rally
And four days ago, it was nuclear war
And if you told me it wasn’t two weeks since that terrorist attack
Then I would just scream, “it’s too much. Can’t take anymore.”
You say I have a voice
There’s static in my throat
I’d scream at the top of my lungs because I’ve had enough
But I’m tired
Don’t you ever get tired?
credits
from The Ninth House,
released November 30, 2018
Lyrics, production, mixing, all voices and sounds by Olivia Hudson
Five ghostly folk songs described by Dayydream as being on the border of imagination & reality, all wreathed in delicate echo. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 6, 2022