My second lyric on this website. I have close to a hundred more, so email me if you want some more:
adam.ries@hotmail.com
"Sitting still, looking up
Listening to the tears after the war
You offer some of your own to ease the pain
And still she’s knocking at your door
Knocking you down
When you’re kneeling on the ground
Taking your warmth and freedom
What you have, is stolen
Standing up, but so low
Trying to revolutionize
But I can’t see past the blood
That’s boiling in my eyes
Knocking me down
I’m parading on my ground
For what it’s worth
I’ll let my words flow out
Jumping up, to get a view
Of the revolution next door
I’ve got a torch to give to you
To hope that I will burn no more
Knocking walls down
Crumbling pieces hit the ground
I’ve thrown my fire, I’ve done my part
And so I have found some heart"
A. Ries
Here, Have Some Heart
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