White hair in the desert sun

Cardboard signs, old songs sung

Laughing like we still belong

We know the power of standing strong

 

Joy and sorrow walking close

Rights once won now overthrown

Wave or curse, we take it all

We still answer when they call

 

Most drive past, don’t slow their stride

Some honk their hope, some flip their pride

Love and hate go driving by

 

Joy and sorrow walking close

Rights once won now overthrown

Wave or curse, we take it all

We still answer when they call

 

Black smoke poured like a threat

Coal and soot on elders’ breath

We Didn’t scatter, we didn’t scare

You don’t get this old by expecting fair

 

We’ve buried friends, we’ve raised our kids

We’ve seen what power takes and gives

If you think we’re done, you don’t know time

We’re the echo, we’re the line