Turn the page, turn the tables
Back three or four years
I remember - this seems familiar
Those freckled cheeks, those starry eyes
This irony, this tragedy
Ends in a ride
Are you going my way
Because surely I'm headed yours
Back three or four years
I remember - this seems familiar
Those freckled cheeks, those starry eyes
This irony, this tragedy
Ends in a ride
Are you going my way
Because surely I'm headed yours
She's on my back
So rest yourself tonight
'Cause it's alright, it's alright
These lines of black and white
Fade to grey, fade to grey
Did you here them, were you listening
Above the blows
She's not the same, she's not familiar
How little they were, how little they could have known
Did you forgive them
With the smile that rests on your face
Did you understand
How could you understand
These crimes of separation
These crimes of race
She's on my back
So rest yourself tonight
'Cause it's alright, it's alright
These lines of black and white
Fade to grey, fade to grey
Do you feel bitter redemption
Martyr for the cause
These are unfamiliar waters
How long until the tension thaws
Turn the page, turn the tables
Past blood and dust
No one of mine
Not one of theirs
Amy, Amy you're one of us
She's on my back
So rest yourself tonight
'Cause it's alright, it's alright
These lines of black and white
Fade to grey, fade to grey
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