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dedicated to Winona LaDuke — written based on a speech by her at the University of Oregon following the 2016 presidential election
lyrics
2. Livin’ In the Graveyard
after a speech by Winona LaDuke at the University of Oregon following the 2016 presidential election
Livin’ in the graveyard, carvin’ these
caves into the icebergs, faraway
time inside a cell phone, spellin’ out
only all the nice words. Every day,
sleepin’ in the end-times, hit the snooze-
button till it’s broken, & all the while
dreamin’ of the buildings, thousands of
windows bust open, and from inside…
Y’all don’t know what to do with the shame of this story
but paint red, white and blue the chains of hissstory,
and argue all day through, who is and who isn’t,
but-you built my brother’s school in the shape of a prison.
...while you were
diggin’ in the graveyard, buryin’
tomahawks and hatchets, smile enough
to charge it on the paycard, carryin’
parking lots of fat debt… pilin’ up
religions of the empire, carving our
faces into the mountains, hopin’ we can
dry-erase entire peoples but they
come back ‘round when… we’re all
Livin’ in the graveyard, try’na find
where all this hate began, & what the hell
would it even mean for us to try and make
“america” “great” “again”?… what about the
millions of buffalo, & what about
the skies dark with birdwings, billions of
names we’ll never know, & all the voices
that we never heard sing? in the land of the free…
I don’t know how you feel proud of this country.
You scream “red, white and blue!” so loud and so hungry.
Not like i want to just make y’all feel crappy,
But don’t sit there and preach that the slaves were all happy.
Now you’re lyin’ in the deathbed, wondering
What about the grandkids, this is such a
poisonous world for them, even though the
heartbeat of the land is…
underneath an avalanche of hashtags, & underneath
the ashes are the embers, & underneath
an island made of trashbags, some of the
forgotten ones remember… re-member, re-member:
I can see why we feel shamed by this story.
Melt red, white and free the chains of hissstory.
I don’t know how you might could come to believe it,
but concrete crumbles too when you grow from beneath it.
credits
from UNDERNEATH,
released October 1, 2021
words and music arranged by Isaac Fosl-van Wyke
guitar and vocals: Isaac Fosl-van Wyke
drums: Rafael Freitas
electric bass: Matty Whitney
trumpet: Charlie Walsh
synth bass: Lacey Guthrie
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