The Weight of Us - Sanders Bohlke

There are theives, who rob us blind,

and kings, who kill us fine,

but steady, the rights and the wrongs… invade us, as innocent song.

I’m not ready, I’m not ready

for the weight of us,

for the weight of us,

for the weight of all of us.

There’s a cold heart, burried beneath,

and warm blood, running deap.

Secrets — are mine to keep

protected by silence sleep.

I’m not ready, I’m not ready

for the weight of us,

for the weight of us

for the weight of us,

for the weight of all of us.

The time has come, let us be brave.

The time has come, let us be brave.

Shake off all of your sins,

the time has come,

let us be brave,

let us be brave…