"Blinded" as written by and Alice Randall Adrienne Young....


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

'cause 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





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"Blinded by Stars" as written by Alice Randall Adrienne Young

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