Young

Father please hear my plea

And don't you hide your face from me

A brand new vision steals my sleep

And it's your nightmare too hmm

Southern trees sprout bitter leaves

From the blood that spilled and spoiled the roots

Now the streets are lined with strange fruit

It's the harvest of our youth

When we were young we didn't have to run

Like our life depended on it

When we were young it wasn't out to live lately

When we were young we didn't have to run

Like our life depended on it

When we were young we were just running for the thrill

General stand with guns in hand

His mothers wrapped their sons in body bags

When a man can hunt another man

How is that freedom don't tell me

Don't tell me

Tell me it was just a dream

Cause our fathers wouldn't dare to bleed

For a reality where the children can't breathe in peace

When we were young we didn't have to run

Like our lives depended on me

When we were young it wasn't up to little lately

When we were young we didn't have to run

I got our dependent on me

When we were young we were just running for the thrill

And all god's children gotta rise up

Gotta build a new jerusalem

Amen amen amen

And all god's children gotta rise up

Gotta build a new jerusalem

Amen amen amen

Cause the day will come we won't have to

Run like our lives depend on it

The day will come when we can just live and let live

Oh the day will come we won't have to

Run like our lives depend on it

The day will come

When we're just running for the thrill