From the recording Count. Me. In.
This song was inspired by the Women’s March on Washington in 2017. As I wrote it, I kept filling it with all the insanity that was whirling around our country. It took a year to finish.
Lyrics
Storm on Fire (Partial Capo 2nd fret, 5,4,3)
E5 E7sus4/A- E5 E7sus4
I see it in the faces in the rust belt waiting lines.
I see it in the plywood of the storefronts left behind.
I see it in the swastikas and the painted skull and bones.
I see it in the shelters for those who’ve lost their homes.
Bsus4#5,9 A E
The wind is getting stronger. It’s the sound of many feet.
Bsus4#5,9 A E
Lightning flashes show the decay that’s so deep.
Bsus4#5,9 A E
Strike a match to our desire
Bsus4#5,9 Asus4-A E5 E7sus4/A- E5 - E7sus4
For justice, this storm of discontent is on fire. Storm on fire.
(Last time)
E7sus4/A- E5 - E7sus4. Asus4 E5
Storm on fire. Storm on fire.
I hear it in the gavel, filling up the jails.
I hear it in the hallways, machismo still prevails.
I hear it on the TV, like a brand of suicide.
I hear it in the welcoming of refugees inside.
Chorus
I feel it in the handshake as the banker reels me in.
I feel it in my wallet as my life is stretched so thin.
I feel it in the shame when I see old glory fly.
I feel it in the hope in those marching side by side.
Chorus
I read it in the blood on the lynching tree.
I read it in a black life gone and an officer gone free.
I read it in the slander that I know is fake.
I read it on the placards that say It’s not too late.
Chorus
Bridge
What will my great great grandchildren say
About the choices I make today?
I dream of the attack dogs loosed at Standing Rock.
I dream of rising tides and the ticking of the clock.
I dream of the dead zones, dead soil and dead seas.
I dream of a great turning away from insanity.
Chorus
Words and Music by David B. Hakan
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