(Greek Girl) Picket signs Check Spray paint Check Car Blockade Check. Chanting Deafening. It’s easy to Ignore one Hard to ignore Hundreds But hard to hear the Words. The city pulsates With the Rage Of the People Of the hurt Within the soul Of the Nation. Yet we still thrive. Still succeed To Please. To share our History With outsiders With a special Touch. Goodbye friend.
(Casey) We fly home. Leaving a little Piece of ourselves Behind, Broken To help what Some do not wish To see. The glistening blues, The glaring white And the blazing red Of change.
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