On the streets where the whispers grow
We lost a hero, the man of the show
His words cut deep, they rocked the flow
Now he's gone, but we won't let go
Laughter's echo, a distant scream
Lost in the city's broken dream
He fought the world, a relentless stream
Now we stand where he once leaned
"Where's he now?" the city cries
Underneath these sprawling skies
We hold his wisdom as our prize
Carry on, his spirit never dies
No more laughs from the sage of the street
But we march on, won't accept defeat
In every joke, his heart beats
In the fight, we never retreat
Echoes of laughter, shadows in mist
Fighting the power, clenching our fist
He taught us to question, to resist
A world without George, cruelly dismissed
Through the cracks of the sidewalks worn
His rage against the norm was born
Now we mourn the scorn
And feel the hearts that are torn
Underneath this urban sky
In every corner, in every tear
We find the strength to never say die
Echoes of wisdom, though you're not here
No more laughs from the sage of the street
But we march on, won't accept defeat
In every joke, his heart beats
In the fight, we never retreat
Concrete jungles mourn their sage
Riot of wisdom on every page
With fury, we engage
Carlin's war, from age to age
Tears of rage, not just of sorrow
For a tomorrow he will not see
We inherit the fight, no time to borrow
His voice in our battle cry, forever free
We're all ticket holders to the freak show
He said, now watch us, watch us grow
From pain, from loss, his teachings flow
Punk rock hearts, in his afterglow
We're still laughing through the tears
Clenched fists raised, overcoming fears
With your spirit, we persevere
With your spirit, we persevere
We hold you dear
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Sunoculus - Through the Tears Lyrics
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On the streets where the whispers grow
We lost a hero, the man of the show
His words cut deep, they rocked the flow
Now he's gone, but we won't let go
Laughter's echo, a distant scream
Lost in the city's broken dream
He fought the world, a relentless stream
Now we stand where he once leaned
"Where's he now?" the city cries
Underneath these sprawling skies
We hold his wisdom as our prize
Carry on, his spirit never dies
No more laughs from the sage of the street
But we march on, won't accept defeat
In every joke, his heart beats
In the fight, we never retreat
Echoes of laughter, shadows in mist
Fighting the power, clenching our fist
He taught us to question, to resist
A world without George, cruelly dismissed
Through the cracks of the sidewalks worn
His rage against the norm was born
Now we mourn the scorn
And feel the hearts that are torn
Underneath this urban sky
In every corner, in every tear
We find the strength to never say die
Echoes of wisdom, though you're not here
No more laughs from the sage of the street
But we march on, won't accept defeat
In every joke, his heart beats
In the fight, we never retreat
Concrete jungles mourn their sage
Riot of wisdom on every page
With fury, we engage
Carlin's war, from age to age
Tears of rage, not just of sorrow
For a tomorrow he will not see
We inherit the fight, no time to borrow
His voice in our battle cry, forever free
We're all ticket holders to the freak show
He said, now watch us, watch us grow
From pain, from loss, his teachings flow
Punk rock hearts, in his afterglow
We're still laughing through the tears
Clenched fists raised, overcoming fears
With your spirit, we persevere
With your spirit, we persevere
We hold you dear
We lost a hero, the man of the show
His words cut deep, they rocked the flow
Now he's gone, but we won't let go
Laughter's echo, a distant scream
Lost in the city's broken dream
He fought the world, a relentless stream
Now we stand where he once leaned
"Where's he now?" the city cries
Underneath these sprawling skies
We hold his wisdom as our prize
Carry on, his spirit never dies
No more laughs from the sage of the street
But we march on, won't accept defeat
In every joke, his heart beats
In the fight, we never retreat
Echoes of laughter, shadows in mist
Fighting the power, clenching our fist
He taught us to question, to resist
A world without George, cruelly dismissed
Through the cracks of the sidewalks worn
His rage against the norm was born
Now we mourn the scorn
And feel the hearts that are torn
Underneath this urban sky
In every corner, in every tear
We find the strength to never say die
Echoes of wisdom, though you're not here
No more laughs from the sage of the street
But we march on, won't accept defeat
In every joke, his heart beats
In the fight, we never retreat
Concrete jungles mourn their sage
Riot of wisdom on every page
With fury, we engage
Carlin's war, from age to age
Tears of rage, not just of sorrow
For a tomorrow he will not see
We inherit the fight, no time to borrow
His voice in our battle cry, forever free
We're all ticket holders to the freak show
He said, now watch us, watch us grow
From pain, from loss, his teachings flow
Punk rock hearts, in his afterglow
We're still laughing through the tears
Clenched fists raised, overcoming fears
With your spirit, we persevere
With your spirit, we persevere
We hold you dear
Writer: Andrew Fisher
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid