Will Walk Twenty More

from The Grist That Keeps On Giving by Sticks Calliope

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Last weekend, listening to A Hard Rain's Gonna Fall and reading about the migrant caravan, wrote this song with some unusual speed. Shira on the harmony. Didn't get too precious with the recording of it.

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So they asked me why I had come to tear their perfect city down
Said I ain't shook your city just yet, and baby I've been around
So they asked me where I come from for that I should be so proud
Said I came from a place so dark precisely here's where I'm from now

I've seen where highway turns to gravel, gravel turns to ash
I've seen dream-addled great grandmothers who've been walking since the past
So you may point your gun at me and call my life an act of war
But I have walked ten thousand miles and I will walk twenty more

So they asked me what I came here with empty pockets for to take
I said only what was here before, and even you cannot unmake
They warned me not to cross that line, or they might shoot my body down
Said I've been amply shot before, and that it only slows me now

I've been where countries don't exist just because folks have lost the thought
And walked over the graves of many righteous peoples gone
So you may point your gun at me and call my life an act of war
But I have walked ten thousand miles and I will walk twenty more

Seen women bear their babies wherever they laid a blanket down
I've seen them dancing ballroom in the earthquake shells of towns
Seen frightened men whose guns are only to protect their rage
I've seen where their messiah wound up, pacing in his cage

Seen money changing hands so fast, it ceases to be real
Seen poor men working hard to make what richer men can steal
I've been so down, so far back in time, that it circles itself square
So I have seen the future now, and I tell you, baby, you ain't there

So you may mass your armies at the border of denial
May make a pretty show of us at predetermined trials
And you may point your gun at me and call my life an act of war
But I have walked ten thousand miles and I will walk twenty more

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from The Grist That Keeps On Giving, released January 5, 2014

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