
A Well of My Own
October 27, 2024
She Smells Like Heaven
October 30, 2024State of Affairs
Verse
Well, the sun keeps risin', but the clouds don’t move,
In this big ol' country, we’re lost in the groove.
Voices are shoutin', in the streets they collide,
Feels like a storm's brewin', can’t run, can’t hide.
Chorus
Oh, the state of the union, it's a heavy old weight,
We’re searchin' for justice, baby, don’t leave it too late.
With the rich gettin' richer, and the poor livin' rough,
In the heart of the nation, it ain't ever enough.
Verse
Politicians talkin', but their words don't ring true,
Promises made outta silver and blue.
Down by the river, where the folks gather round,
We share our stories, whisperin’ the sound.
Chorus
Oh, the state of the union, it's a heavy old weight,
We’re searchin' for justice, baby, don’t leave it too late.
With the rich gettin' richer, and the poor livin' rough,
In the heart of the nation, it ain't ever enough.
Bridge
Times are a-changin', but the song stays the same,
We’re fightin' for our freedom, but it’s all just a game.
With our heads held high, we’ll keep marchin' through,
From the smoke-filled back rooms to the morning dew.
Chorus
Oh, the state of the union, it's a heavy old weight,
We’re searchin' for justice, baby, don’t leave it too late.
With the rich gettin' richer, and the poor livin' rough,
In the heart of the nation, it ain't ever enough.
Outro
So let’s raise a glass to the dream that we chase,
In this land of the brave, we’ll find our own place.
Keep singin' our song ’til the stars start to shine,
For the soul of the union, let’s make it divine.
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Steven Gauci
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