(hope is the thing with feathers)
song for paul
“you’ve been in uniform? you shoot at the enemy. you try to identify the enemy and the enemy right now, the overwhelming majority of people coming in, are people of color or people of hispanic origin.”
- governor paul lepage
drone in a big sky
jeep on a land mine
if i gotta go to war
i wanna be the one to die
i know there’s a pile of bones
everywhere the lightning goes
hawk in the high weeds
land of the white greed
plant a little love in it
give it a heartbeat
i know there’s a pile of bones
everywhere the lightning goes
i wish i could call you my friend
i wish you could call me yours
i thought i would die for something
i don’t think that anymore
i got a governor
straight talk governor
up in the state of maine
i gotta say a few words
cucarachas
we’re the monsters
hiding in the governor’s closets
take the white folks
hold them hostage
or sell them drugs
there’s a lot of options
check your plumbing
i hope you’re watching
mud pours your porcelain faucets
no one's gonna save you paul
you’re drowning in your own subconscious
hawk in the high weeds
land of the white greed
plant a little love in it
give it a heartbeat
i know there’s a pile of bones
everywhere the lightning goes
i wish i could call you my friend
i wish you could call me yours
i thought i would die for something
i don’t think that anymore