Strangers

Deep peace of the quiet earth to you Deep peace of the shining stars to you Deep peace of the infinite to you Peace Peace Peace The plight of a nation Likened to insect migration Families homes and lands subject to devastation And from one tyrannical leader these humans travel the distance To be met with a population full of ignorance Unloving and callous Tongues filled with malice Tearing people down further in their darkest hours And those who are passive should rise to the challenge Open up your mind Find a way to counter balance this inequality Because if truth be told and truth be faced Why put up these barriers Why implement this hierarchy Like predator and carrion If truth be told and truth be faced Why put up these barriers Why implement this hierarchy Like predator and carrion Rooted in reality There’s reasoning to give wings to the seeds If you’re rooted in reality There’s reasoning to give wings to the seeds If you’re rooted in the concrete a new lease of life is needed for your leaves Our ancestors have born the weight of persecution docks to forest greens And we will bear the fruit of wisdom passed down generations Set them free Set them free Strangers from afar Come in from the storm Shelter in our home Find a place to dwell Share your story so that we might understand And we’ll weave strong ties with a peace to counter all despair Deep peace of the running wave to you Deep peace of the flowing air to you Peace Peace Listen Are you my friend or my enemy Is curiosity the reason why you’re staring in my face or is it jealousy See people fear what they don’t know I think they’re scared to trace their legacy For fear of losing pedigree Pure bred? I don’t think so So you were born here? You’re not as British as you think bro Sisters too, I can’t leave you out I’m saying open up your mind All that ignorance just leave it out So many better things to think about Than in or out I suggest we try a different route Cos we all talk with our mouths And see through our eyes Think with our minds Tell me why the divide Tell me why the hard feelings I don’t understand the reason Back in the day Brits was breaching and thieving Murdering, deceiving And now you want to moan Because somebody’s made a home And their family are eating You’re reaching On that note I’ll be leaving Good evening