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River of Spite

from Ghosts by Joe Bailey

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lyrics

Here's to speaking my mind, and time after time,
I'm buried in the grime.
For thoughts and words not set in stone, foraged and home-grown,
A mind made up alone.

And if our minds do not see eye to eye.
Don't you worry, don't you cry.

Pick a bone but don't you threaten me.
Can't we just agree to disagree?

When you're spewing in my ear, I find it hard to hear,
Your words just disappear.
And why do you harbor this offense?
Mistaking self-defense, for moral, common sense.

How can I speak when you're tearing the floor right from under my feet?
How can we learn when you're plugging your ears in the blistering heat?
How can we grow when the soil is drowning in a river of spite?
What can I say when you sever my tongue and you smother the light?

And if our minds do not see eye to eye.
Don't you worry, don't you cry.

Pick a bone but don't you threaten me.
Can't we just agree to disagree?

How can I speak when you're tearing the floor right from under my feet?
How can we learn when you're plugging your ears in the blistering heat?
How can we grow when the soil is drowning in a river of spite?
What can I say when you sever my tongue and you smother the light?

Here's to speaking my mind, and time after time,
I'm buried in the grime.
For thoughts and words not set in stone, foraged and home-grown,
A mind made up alone.

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from Ghosts, released May 14, 2021

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