AMERIICAN REQUIEM
Pop, electro


Nothin' really is
For things to stay the same, they have to change again
Hello, my old friend
You change your name but not the ways you play pretend
American Requiem
Them big ideas (yeah) are buried here (yeah)
Amen
It's a lot of talkin' goin' on
While I sing my song
Can you hear me?
I said, "Do you hear me?"
Looka there, looka there, now
Looka there, looka there
Looka-looka, looka there, looka there
Looka-looka, looka there, looka there
Looka-looka, looka there, looka there (oh, yeah)
Looka-looka, looka there, looka there
It's a lot of chatter in here
But let me make myself clear (oh)
Can you hear me? (Huh)
Or, do you fear me? (Ah)
Can we stand for something?
Now is the time to face the wind (ow)
Covered in peace and love, y'all
Oh, a lot of takin' up space
Salty tears beyond my gaze
Can you stand me?
(Can you stand me? Can you stand me? Can you stand me?) Ooh-ah
Can we stand? (Can you stand me? Can you stand me? Can you stand me?)
Can you stand with me? (Can you stand me? Can you stand by me?)
Can we stand for something?
Now is the time to face the wind
Now ain't the time to pretend
Now is the time to let love in
Thinking to myself (to myself)
Oh, it's a lot of talkin' goin' on, uh
While I sing my song, yeah
Do you hear me when I say?
Do you hear me when I say?
Looka there, looka there
Looka, look
Looka-looka-looka-looka-looka-looka
Looka there, looka there
L-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-looka there
Oh, looka there, looka there
Looka there, looka there
(Can you stand me? Can you stand me?) La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
(Can you stand me? Can you stand me? Can you stand by me?)
Can we stand for something? (Yeah)
Now is the time to face the wind
(Now is the time to face the wind)
Now ain't the time to pretend
Now is the time to let love in (to let love in)
Together, can we stand?
Looka there, liquor in my hand
The grandbaby of a moonshine man
Gadsden, Alabama
Got folk down Gavelston, rooted in Louisiana
They used to say I spoke too country
Then the rejection came, said I wasn't country 'nough
Said I wouldn't saddle up, but
If that ain't country, tell me, what is?
Plant my bare feet on solid ground for years
They don't, don't know how hard I had to fight for this
When I sing my song
Goodbye to what has been
Pretty house that we never settled in
A funeral for fair-weather friends
I am the one to cleanse me of my father's sins
American Requiem
Them big ideas (yeah) are buried here (yeah)
Amen