I was born in the spirits cradle

I was born to weave my home

This precious land around me

Knows the sound for which I roam

Do you remember freedom

Can you sound out your name

Your soul has set to soaring

Earthbound we are the same

I try hard not to be angry sometimes

By a culture stuck now and living entwined by

So many systems, these failing systems

These prison systems, are so uncaring

And this nation sends the most of its own citizens to jail

Imagine one in one hundred and some without bail

And what kind of crime could possibly intail

Locking away so many poor people without fail

Now there’s criminalizing of races with fear

And cops are making folks disappear

There’s a malfunction of justice denied

While big businesses are trying to hide

Under the mask of protection as disguise,

Under the mask of protection...

Now why can’t we rehabilitate

Now why can’t we put more stock in faith.

And I try hard not to be angry sometimes

I believe in the goodness of humankind

Is to just stand up and redefine

That inner grace that lies and each of us confined

And I believe in the magic of self

And what happens if you get up off that shelf

Your dusty dreams and undo

Any unjust that’s been done to you

And you stand firmly graced by your right to the sun,

firmly graced now

You stand firmly graced by your right to the sun,

stand firmly graced now

You stand firmly graced by your right to the sun, firmly graced now

You stand firmly graced by your right to the sun, firmly graced

I was born in the spirits cradle

I was born to to weave my home

This precious land around me

Knows the sound for which I roam