MUSIC FOR SALE

The headlines shout before the morning light
Another name, another fight
We scroll past fear like it’s normal now
But something in us still knows how
To feel the weight of what we see
To ask who we’re choosing to be
(Pre Chorus)
History’s written while we sleep
Or in the things we’re scared to keep
(Chorus)
Don’t let us become the story in an attic
Written small so the world won’t hear
Don’t let us teach our children
That hiding was safer than being here
Let’s take this country back with conscience and care
With open eyes and voices aware
(Verse 2)
Sirens echo through familiar streets
Truth feels lost between belief
Power argues, fear obeys
Lines get drawn in darker ways
But freedom was never meant to shrink
It was meant to grow when people think
(Pre Chorus)
Every generation gets this test
What we protect and what we bless
(Chorus)
Don’t let us become the story in an attic
Where hope was whispered, not declared
Don’t let us write our names in margins
‘Cause speaking felt too dangerous to dare
Let’s take this country back with courage, not flame
With memory intact and truth by name
(Memory Break. Spoken . Music pulls back.)
I remember learning it in school
A quiet room
A hidden place
Someone not much older than me
Writing hope without knowing her fate
She didn’t have a voice loud enough
To stop the world from turning cruel
So she wrote
Because it was all she could do
And I remember thinking
How did no one stop it
How did people look away
How did fear get so big
That hiding felt safer than being human
(Music slowly returns.)
And now I wonder
What we’re teaching
Without saying a word
(Bridge)
Books were burned before
Voices were erased before
Warnings were ignored before
We’ve read how this ends
So don’t tell me we didn’t know
Don’t say it couldn’t happen again
(Final Chorus)
Don’t let us become the story in an attic
Told later with regret and shame
Let us be the ones who stood up early
And changed the course before it came
Let’s take this country back with love and resolve
So the future won’t ask why we didn’t get involved
(Outro)
This is the moment that becomes the page
This is the line that marks the age
Not what we feared
But what we chose
So we don’t hide who we are
Or close the doors we should’ve opened