Monday, 8 July 2024

A Song a Day (NAIDOC EDITION)

  I thought I’d share a song a day during NAIDOC Week

This one is titled “Shadows”

Briggs featuring Troy Cassar-Daley

To understand is to listen..



[Chorus: Troy Cassar-Daley]
I see shadows on the hill
Up beside the old sawmill
Where my people were killed
I see shadows on the hill

[Humming: Troy Cassar-Daley]

[Verse 1: Briggs, Troy Cassar-Daley]
I see the shadows, I see the gallows
What happens in the deep, washes in the shallows
They don't wanna speak about the first battles
They can only see when they're lookin' down the barrel (Shadows)
I see the shadows, hear the shots
I feel the spirit from the fight that never stopped
They wanna talk about how far we got (It never stops)
Where thе bodies dropped, they built a fuckin parkin' lot (Shadows)
Oh, and thеy call that survival
Put us on a mission, force-fed us Bibles
They put statues on our land just to worship false idols
Cuffs on our hands just to keep us in the cycle
Blood on their hands
Bodies at their feet (Feet, feet)
And as a warnin', they gon' hang 'em from the trees (Yeah)
Named for the banks (Yeah), rivers and the streets Namec
Nah the shadows never leave, no justice, no peace

[Chorus: Troy Cassar-Daley]
I see shadows on the hill
Up beside the old sawmill
Where my people were killed
I see shadows on the hill (Shadows)

[Verse 2: Briggs]
I'm the product of resistance, I embody who survived
I'm the strength of that spirit, I'm the voice of who have died
So who the fuck are you to civilize?
Nah, we can't rely what you recall
I hear your words, I see your lies
And in the dead of night, you can hear those babies cry
You can feel those eyes from the banks where they lay beside
Feel it in your spine when you know you're not alone, uh
Shine bright 'til the shadows make it home

[Pre-Chorus: Troy Cassar-Daley]
In around the granite stones
They'll forever be alone
Their killers get off free
But their shadows never leave

[Chorus: Troy Cassar-Daley]
I see shadows on the hill
Up beside the old sawmill
Where my people were killed
I see shadows on the hill
I see shadows on the hill
Up beside the old sawmill
Where my people were killed
I see shadows on the hill

To understand is to listen..

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