I have turned a blind eye to the deafening cries of my own wounded mind as it keeled
I saw with my eyes the darkening skies, but I didn't realize it was real
I can see the irony
Our world taken from you and me
By some otherworldly beings
Without relent or mercy
Like white man has done a thousand times before
It would be easy for me to concede defeat and go quietly in the night
But the hope in me and the uncertainty of it all makes me see I must fight
Can we do this? I don't know
Can we get through this? I don't know
Are you with me? I don't know
Are you living? I don't know
All that I know is I cannot be alone