Song for the People and the Land

Day 1 air time travel Couldn't seem to sleep got the motherland Calling me Calling me Calling me Day 5 drones up high Cover your face you better stay in line Screaming in your face sweat dripping past your eyes Hold the line you better hold the line There's water cannons and police kicking and people crying scene change I don't know what day it is Or when we even left Manila Sharing food though there is none Sharing water under the sun I won't forget the coldest nights The lack of food, the moon so bright A land called home, I can recall The dances songs, of stories all Soldiers lying, prying creeps When they're near the danger seeps Through the paneled walls and doors Though the water through your pores And when I left I won't forget The haunting feeling that's in my chest The nightmares, sorrows I left behind Behind my eyes I seem to find I always see them, these righteous people The children, parents who fear no evil Who suffer every day and every night Fighting for liberation's sight Fighting for liberation's sight Fighting for liberation's sight Fighting for liberation's sight Fighting for liberation's sight