Song-Rip It Out

Song 3

Rip It Out

Description

(narrator)
What's here now flows from all that came before.
The steward gives back all that he got and more.
Storms that came twisting found him anchored deep.
He knew what was passing and what he could keep.

(father)
How can I live since being sent to roam
By those who erased my face and took my home?
What will my children know about the land
That rose in the shape I made with my own hand?

Grab the root and
Rip it out.
Drying leaves tossed
All about.
Leave a hole in
Heart land earth.
Drive me from my
Place of birth.

(son)
Hard scrabble landmarks have been pushed aside.
The farm was no place where childhood dreams could hide.
Bankers and government all turned their head.
Get big or get out was how the pamphlet read.

Grab the root and
Rip it out.
Tumbling weeds just
Live without.
Moved by powers
They will blow
Where employers
Say to go.

(grandson)
Grandpa and the farm are long since dead and gone.
The bruises and the breaks will only make a song.
Here I stand watching rainfall fill the hole
And now understand just what became of our soul.

Grab the root and
Rip it out.
Generations
Will not shout.
If you're rolling
You won't stay.
Whispered calls sound
Far away.

Grab the root and
Rip it out.
This is progress
With no doubt.
Once we're drifting
None can see
Where we've been or
Who we'll be.

Grab the root and
Rip it out.
Grab the root and
Rip it out.
Rip it out.
Rip it out.

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Song 3 Rip It Out

Works Series 1-Quest To Be Whole Album 10-Generation