Lyrics

We Are a Generation who woke up one day then
noticed everything was changing
few things remaining the same, as if,
nothing is as it was, now we're trying to adjust
since that September 11th ride on the school bus
when we witnessed the towers crash in the classroom
who grew up in a war on terror
amidst the normalization of fear and modern day witch hunts
sensors and metal detectors at the airport gate
military recruiters in the cafeteria the war state
we are a generation
who watched classmates shipped off to Afghanistan or Iraq
with promises of college and come back
from the war unsure of what they were even fighting for
with PTSD and physical injuries galore
We are a generation
who graduated from college
at the dawn of the great recession
and couldn’t use our degrees to get employed
We are a generation
who watched the corporations destroy
the ways of the old take control
and now sell society mechanical souls
and we had to work for them to pay rent
Who grew up as America was awakening
from the mythological american dream
and nobody taught us how to cope
as we swing by the end of the rope
as we’ve had our hope betrayed
We are a generation
who came of age as that flag frayed
and peaked through where the cameras of the surveillance state
We watched the police beat our brown brothers to death or near it
for little or no reason on our cell phones
The police now look like the military and the phones now track us
The phones break quick these days
so we can buy another one
in between the mountain top removal and the trash mountain build up
Besides another model is coming up and you know you want to try it
back from the advertisement
We are a generation
who grew up with tornado’s floods droughts fires tsunami’s hurricanes
The open meadows we played in as children
are now out of business strip malls
The forests have been cut down
and we’ve been given the death of democracy
rebirth of fascism
Donald Trump as president
and Climate Change
We are a generation
who must make sense of this all
As the headlines often read like the end times
We are a generation
who inherited this mess
and now some us us have become parents
and we look at our kids
and wonder, and worry
what is going to happen
In the Next Generation…

Everything Changed when the virus came
And the lives were claimed
And those that survived
Were sent inside
To hide from the unseen
to wash hands clean
Because the past is infected
And the future is a question
Meanwhile the plague kept spreading
A globe at home
The stores shut down
The ghost of children now
At the playground
A town without sound
The rent went unpaid
As the old way
Began to fade
And they stopped the machines
To wash hands clean
Because the past is infected
And the future is a question
Time to play with your angels
Time to make peace with your devils
Time to worry because the time is blurry
A time to heal
And a time to kill
A time to know
Yo the status quo it has to go
So they wash hands clean
Because the past is infected
And the future is a question
Meanwhile, some of us
We Brave the outside
With masks on face
Put our lives on the frontlines
So that lives can be saved
But I would lie
If I said I wasn’t afraid
To bring the sickness home
And give it to my family
So I wash hands clean
Because the past is infected
And the future is a question…