There's a burning cross on a hillside.
|
Still bright after all these years.
|
And you want to just smile and ignore it, but I hear your fucking fear.
|
I don't believe that anything's changed, at least not for the better.
|
I don't believe that anything's changed, and nothing's getting better.
|
Dead words from a different time still can boil blood,
|
still have the power to crucify on a fence in America.
|
And the words you say are still smoldering.
|
And those crosses are still burning.
|
|
-----------------
|
Laramie
|
| The Suicide File |
