1. |
You Remain
04:20
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G#m F#m G#m
I'll wait for a whisper, i'll wait for a song
F#m E
I'll wait for a messenger, i'll wait all day long
E
You are what remains when my patience is gone
F#m
When faith, hope, and love don't seem to hold strong
A E
When the whisper is weak and no song can be sung
E
You are what remains when I can't hear or see
F#m
When the silence is piercing and the darkness is deep
A E
You remain, You remain, You remain, You remain, You remain
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2. |
Rest in Your Walls
04:26
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Bm
My soul finds rest in You alone,
Em D Bm
In You alone, my soul finds rest (repeat)
Em D Bm
You are my fortress and my rock (repeat)
Em Bm
That will never be moved (repeat)
Bm E Bm
I rest in Your walls, You are my refuge,
Bm E Bm
My strength and my rock, I trust in You.
I pour out my heart to You, oh Lord,
To You, oh Lord, I pour out my heart (repeat)
Salvation comes from You alone,
From You alone, Salvation comes (repeat)
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3. |
Buzzing of a Bee
08:20
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Here are most of the lyrics, in a slightly earlier form
In search of men. Ages 18-48
That may resemble a “militant”
Why are you here?
I thought it was to help
Join the fight against ISIS, against terrorism
Whom are pushing people into exile for refusal to be
Their faith.
The creativity to be a refuge & fighter of the “free world”
As you say,
Is lacking and only gravitates towards
Maintaining the status of Violence.
There are 40,000 people hiding
in the mountains for their lives.
How dare you impose your system of violence
When our leaders insist you to stop, stating
“The use of drones is not only a
continual violation of our territorial integrity
but also detrimental to our resolve & efforts
at eliminating terrorism in our country”
Another states,
“These drones are illegal, in humane
violate the UN Charter of Human Rights
And constitutes as a War Crime. “
And all you can do is
“disagree”
from the mouths of pride & disillusioned power
contending “that the attacks
do not violate international law
(people in the audience start Buzzing..)
We call them “Bangadan”..buzzing of a bee
The hover
All day. Louder at night.
No war declared but you bomb my people…
I hold my babies tight
And hope we will see tomorrow together..
I hear the wailing of a monther, my neighbor
Lost their baby before their eyes.
All dust. No warning.
Wailing all day. Louder at night.
Tears find their home on my cheek.
Praying for my children, these precious souls
That birthed from my womb..
(stop buzzing..)
Will there ever be peace?
Will this madness never end?
The anxiety, the fear, the nightmares
Bzzzz…
“No identities needed, Vaguries around strike targets”
common English reports state.
2500 of my people
have been blown to die
from these buzzing drones
that have no face.
To stand on a mountain
Pointing guns & lazers
Bizzz Bzz..
Grinning, “you…weak one will fear me”
You.. hide when you hear me”
Because Fear to this
American militarized self seeking puppet
Is the fuel that
Cycles poverty
Cycles barbarism against those
Of the brown skin.
Old news, are you familiar?
Oh right, the American educational system and media neglect to educate
The truth of this madness, disgust, thick,
Stains of this lands forefarthers, big business owners…
Or as Ida B Wells states in the 19th century,
“They belong to the race which holds Negro life cheap, which owns the telegraph wires, newspapers, and all other communication with the outside world. They write the reports which justify lynching by painting the Negro as black as possible, and those reports are accepted by the press associations and the world without question or investigation. The sheriffs, police, and state officials stand by and see the work done well in the broad day light.”
Oh! Ida B Wells. You had somethin goin on..
After 9/11 Fear has pushed the people
To accept ridiculous laws of control
Power in the hands of the government
Dictating Who is suspicious
Whose rights get torn away,
Private prisons of torture,
Radicalization of violence
All for the “Fight of Terror”
precise and affective.”
First:
Who are you to be a judge of international law/ethics/morals?
Rooted in a history of barbarism, greed, debt enslaving countries
Of familes
Lynching stilling alive on your “God given blood stained soil”
Second:
If you are as affective as stated.
Why for every 1 “suspected” militant
10 innocent mothers, daughters, fathers, sons are killed
Deciding morality and viability of these
Destructive tactics using statistcs is empty and corrupt
When human lives are your quantitive data
Or, lets use a more detached phrase of
“causalities”
These cycles of violence.
A “necessary evil”
Sewed into the deepest muck of
Racism this land of laws has ever known.
System based on fear.
Fear of the unknown
Un-colonized
Un-English
Un-White
So How ‘bout we adjust our view of what profit could actually mean.
What if maintaining the status of profit is actually
Maintaining the braid of families, children, culture, and hope.
Profit driven by a chain of hands
Linking in the presence of injustice.
Rooted in Jesus.
If you ask what the people want of Pakistan, Yemen, Afghanistan, Somalia
They sing that of the same note.
“No more killing of our people
No more funerals of our mothers, daughters, fathers, sons..”
Hear our wail
All day. Louder at night.
May our voice be heard
And the bows of the wicked broken.
Her our wail
Mother Justice of the great deep
Father Refuge in the shadow of your wings..
Hear our wail..
And hope
we will see tomorrow together..
Bzzzz…. Bzzz…
We call them Bangadan
Buzzing of a bee
All for the “Fight of Terror”
“If everthing is Terrorism,
nothing is terrorism,”
states former FBI Special Agent
“[the watchlist system] is reviving out of control”
Now is the time to rid ourselves of this old foundation,
The leaders of this country
As the “Defenders of the Free World”
As the leaders of Greed, Racism, Profit, and Civilization.
Now is the time to
Adapt a new foundation
Rooted in those of the Resistors, the Martyrs
Who voice forgiveness, compassion, peace
Who voice the cry of the needy
The cry of the oppressed
How can we be a part of the solution before
Tension escalates to wildness and blood?
Yes, Peace isn’t profitable
…especially in a country governed
by the big business of weaponry.
However, an old saying goes
“There is future for the men & women of peace
& their children will be blessed
But the future of the wicked will be cut off”
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4. |
Freedom is coming
03:58
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5. |
I will Wait
03:07
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F# C# D#m B
I will wait, I will wait, I will wait, for you
F# C# A#m B
I will wait, I will wait, I will wait, for you
F#
In the cold, In the sun
C# F#
In my past that’s already done
A#m B
In my hope, in my doubt
G#m C#
In the stillness, I’m without
Feeling heavy, feeling loss
Feeling burdened for my cause
I’ll look for mercy from you my friend
And I will wait for you again
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6. |
Me Salvaste
03:35
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E B E
Me salvaste en mis luchas
A C#m B
Me salvaste, me salvaste
E B E
Me salvaste en mis luchas
A B E
Me salvaste, me liberaste
Last time only
A B E
Me fortalezaste, me iluminaste
Verse:
E B E
Estaba viviendo en infierno
F#m7 E B7
Vivir sin ti es así
A C#m
Estaba viviendo pesadilla
E B E
Hasta que me despertaste
Bridge:
E
Te lo debo todo
B
Me salvaste del oscuro
A C#m
Eres luz de mi vida
E B E
Nunca quiero perderte
Translation from Spanish:
You saved me in my struggles
You saved me, you saved me
You saved me in my struggles
You saved me, you freed me
You strengthened me, you illuminated me
I was living in hell
Living without you is like that
I was living a nightmare
Until you woke me up
Bridge:
I owe you everything
You saved me from the dark
You are the light of my life
I never want to lose you
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7. |
Broomstick
02:13
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He in I, I in Him,
We spoke of the future.
We talked about how someday soon
Google specs will be planted in our eyes
and Beats headphones will be planted in our ears
so that instead of experiencing the world around us,
We'll experience our own little virtual realities.
As a kid growing up in North Philly
I didn't have the luxury of this technology
So when I was young
I had to train my brain to reframe what I see.
See, I was determined to get as much joy out of this life that I could.
So whereas you might come and see a vacant lot
with weeds taller than me,
I saw as a jungle, waiting to be explored.
And this broomstick that I found is the MACHETE that I would use to clear a path.
To this day I'm still reframing the world around me.
To this day I'm still clearing paths through the jungle.
Do you want to join me?
Go grab yourself a broomstick!
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8. |
Luke 7
04:59
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9. |
Rise up, O Flame
04:57
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C Em
Rise up, O flame:
C Am G
By thy light burn-ing,
C Em D
Show to us beau-ty,
Am D
Wisdom and truth
Am Em
Send away fear
C Am G
Send away darkness
C G
In perfect love
C D
In perfect light
C Em
Rise up, Lord Jesus
C Am G
By Thy Life burn-ing
C Em D
Show to us Beau-ty
Am D
Wisdom and Truth
Am Em
Send away death
C Am G
Send away sorrow
C G
With Resur-rection
Am D
Bringing new Life
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