A short, spontaneous song. I happened to have my recording gear running and captured it; thus, it is a bit raw.
Please, excuse me
I’m not doing very well
My heart is low
The world’s got me
Hiding away…
Where can you go?
These days are so broken
They are so full of brokenness
Lord, have mercy
‘Cause I don’t have
Much I can say…
A hundred years from now
What will they write?
Will we be remembered
As people who overcame?
Or those who… surrendered?
I’ll go on record
And I’m willing to say
All this killing
All this hatred
All this racism
Is violence
But it’s not done
In God’s name
No, it’s not done
In God’s name
It’s not done in your name
