Album Name : Plow to the End of the Row
Release Date : 2004-04-13
Song Duration : 4:00
Adrienne Young Blinded By Stars
Blinded by Stars
My blood does remember the rhythm of a drum
Beat by a boy soldier whose revolution won
I’ve carried pretty flowers to fallen heroes graves
& stood in silence honoring the price our fathers paid
This was their flag but this ain’t their fight
Dirty with oil tattered by spite
This was their flag but this ain’t their fight
So what do you call justice & what is freedom for
Don’t let the towncrier decide if we go to war
Cos this ain’t about your medla
The choice is of the soul
& hate is never brave while mercy’s always, always sold
Blinded by stars tangled in stripes
This is our flag but this ain’t our fight
Dirty with oil tattered by spite
This is our flag but this ain’t our fight
This is my flag but this ain’t my fight
Now I was born a rebel, I question what I’m told
No wonder this young skin I’m wearin’
Feels so old
Don’t be blinded by stars tangled in stripes
This is our flag but this ain’t our fight
Dirty with oil tattered by spite
This is our flag but this ain’t our fight
This I s my flag but this ain’t my fight
