This is a simple song
A simple song
This is a simple song
About simple things
A simple song
About simple things
A simple song
About simple things
A child is killed
A child is killed
A child is killed
So many killed
This is a simple song
a simple song
a simple song
about simple things
Who was that child?
What was their story?
What would they say?
If they were here today.
This is a simple song
A simple song
This is a simple song
About simple things
They took our land
Then they occupied us
And when we fought
They called us terrorists
This is a simple song
A simple song
And then they segregated
All our people
There were roads for them
But not for us
One law for them
And one for us
And then the walls
So many walls
And then the walls
So many walls
This is a simple song
A simple song
A simple song
About simple things
And then their prisons
Were filled with fathers
Their prisons, their prisons, filled with half our men.
And with children, and women.
What would you do?
Where would you go?
What would you do?
Where would you go?
This is a simple song
A simple song
A simple song
About simple things
Our mothers wrote our names
On our arms
Each one of us was born
For the family line
Because most of us
So many of us
Yes, most of us
So many
Would die before our time
This is a simple song
A simple song
A simple song
About simple things
And all your politicians
The politicians
Orphaned us for money
And the sale of arms
This is a simple song
It is not complicated
It is a simple song
And when they said
Never again
And when they said
Never again
It was not for us
This is a simple song
A simple song
This is a simple song
If you want peace
Give me justice
End the occupation
Share the land
One law for all of us
And no more walls
This is a simple song
About simple things
And that child
That child
That child
But for the grace of God
Is you, is yours.
A simple song
This is a simple song
About simple things
A simple song
About simple things
A simple song
About simple things
A child is killed
A child is killed
A child is killed
So many killed
This is a simple song
a simple song
a simple song
about simple things
Who was that child?
What was their story?
What would they say?
If they were here today.
This is a simple song
A simple song
This is a simple song
About simple things
They took our land
Then they occupied us
And when we fought
They called us terrorists
This is a simple song
A simple song
And then they segregated
All our people
There were roads for them
But not for us
One law for them
And one for us
And then the walls
So many walls
And then the walls
So many walls
This is a simple song
A simple song
A simple song
About simple things
And then their prisons
Were filled with fathers
Their prisons, their prisons, filled with half our men.
And with children, and women.
What would you do?
Where would you go?
What would you do?
Where would you go?
This is a simple song
A simple song
A simple song
About simple things
Our mothers wrote our names
On our arms
Each one of us was born
For the family line
Because most of us
So many of us
Yes, most of us
So many
Would die before our time
This is a simple song
A simple song
A simple song
About simple things
And all your politicians
The politicians
Orphaned us for money
And the sale of arms
This is a simple song
It is not complicated
It is a simple song
And when they said
Never again
And when they said
Never again
It was not for us
This is a simple song
A simple song
This is a simple song
If you want peace
Give me justice
End the occupation
Share the land
One law for all of us
And no more walls
This is a simple song
About simple things
And that child
That child
That child
But for the grace of God
Is you, is yours.
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