Voices

The rain comes
On its own
In spite of all our plans
A shadow moves
And fear takes hold
No matter what we tell ourselves

And right now a mother’s singing to her baby
She can’t take away the pain
But she knows that maybe

We may not have much power in this world
But friends, we’ve still got our voices

Some endings
Are written much too fast
And not how we imagine them
Memories
Can disappear so soon
Like footprints lost beneath the tide

Maybe all we love was never meant to last.
But the better part of me’s saying, “Not so fast.”

We may not have much power in this world
But friends, we’ve still got our voices

The truth is
It’s out there
But more delicate than I could know
Our blind spots
We hold so dear
The swords on which we throw ourselves

I can fill your heart with neither love nor rancor
But I can tell you stories of
Forgiveness and of anger

We may not have much power in this world
But friends, we’ve still got our voices

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The Fight

There’s so much they say that we can’t do
That we may try but we’re bound to lose
Brushed aside as simpletons and fools
We’re told our places, but our hearts they blaze and we
Stand up anyway
Stand up anyway

And the fight
May be one that we cannot win
But that don’t mean they’re right
And if we take this one on the chin
That don’t mean we won’t be
Getting right back up again

Is it naive to dream of change
When the world’s favorite refrain
Is “In the end, what difference can it make?”
To fight seems crazy but still these days we
Stand up anyway
Stand up anyway

And the fight
May be one that we cannot win
But that don’t mean they’re right
And if we take this one on the chin
That don’t mean we won’t be
Getting right back up again

We may see that what they say is true
And history won’t tell of me or you
Our legacy, it may only prove
Yeah, to be that in the end we stood
So we stand up anyway
We stand up anyway

And the fight
May be one that we cannot win
But that don’t mean they’re right
And if we take this one on the chin
That don’t mean we won’t be
Getting right back up again

A Hymn for the Invisible

Every night it’s the same thing
You try to sleep but your mind’s racing
Trying to keep a job, trying to keep a home
It feels that way, but you’re not alone

I wish I could tell you that we’re all free, free
And maybe someday we’ll be
I wish I could tell you we’re all seen, seen
Until then, just give your hand to me

And we’ll sing, Lord, how we’ll sing
Our voices will rise and ring
From roadside to hilltop
A chorus they can’t stop
Our stories told on the wind

You’re adrift and can’t make sense
Of worlds inside and out full of turbulence
You try to laugh, you try to keep it inside
But you know some things a smile can’t hide

I wish I could tell you that we’re all free, free
And maybe someday we’ll be
I wish I could tell you we’re all seen, seen
Until then, just give your hand to me

And we’ll sing, Lord, how we’ll sing
Our voices will rise and ring
From roadside to hilltop
A chorus they can’t stop
Our stories told on the wind

A single candle
It don’t burn too bright
But there’s not a fire
A million can’t light

We’ll sing, Lord, how we’ll sing
Our voices will rise and ring
From roadside to hilltop
A chorus they can’t stop
Our stories told on the wind