Digital Dissent - Borrowed Threads Lyrics

They wear the patterns, they sing the songs
But do they know the pain, where it all belongs
They take the beauty, but leave the roots
Turning sacred traditions, into trendy suits
The headdress flashes, on a festival stage
But the stories behind it, are locked in a cage
The symbols they borrow, the meanings they ignore
Turning culture to profit, and closing the door
It's not just a fashion, it's not just a trend
It's the soul of a people, that they're trying to bend
Can we learn to listen, can we learn to see
That respect is the key, to true harmony
Borrowed threads, woven tight
But the fabric's frayed, in the cold daylight
We wear the world, but do we understand
The weight of the history, in the palm of our hand
Borrowed threads, but the story's untold
The beauty's been taken, but the heart's been sold
Let's weave a new tapestry, with respect and care
And honor the cultures, that we all share
The music they sample, the art they display
But the voices behind it, are kept far away
They profit from the culture, but silence the cries
Of the ones who created, under open skies
But there's a way forward, if we open our eyes
To listen and learn, and recognize
That culture's a gift, not a costume to wear
It's a story of struggle, that we need to share
It's not just a fashion, it's not just a trend
It's the soul of a people, that they're trying to bend
Can we learn to listen, can we learn to see
That respect is the key, to true harmony
Borrowed threads, woven tight
But the fabric's frayed, in the cold daylight
We wear the world, but do we understand
The weight of the history, in the palm of our hand
Borrowed threads, but the story's untold
The beauty's been taken, but the heart's been sold
Let's weave a new tapestry, with respect and care
And honor the cultures, that we all share
It's not about division, it's about respect
About giving credit, and not neglect
We can celebrate the world, in a way that's true
By lifting the voices, that built the view
Borrowed threads, woven tight
But the fabric's frayed, in the cold daylight
We wear the world, but do we understand
The weight of the history, in the palm of our hand
Borrowed threads, but the story's untold
The beauty's been taken, but the heart's been sold
Let's weave a new tapestry, with respect and care
And honor the cultures, that we all share
Let's tread lightly, with open hearts
And honor the cultures, that make us who we are
For the threads we borrow, are not ours to keep
But a bridge to the world, that we all need to weave