Key West The Newspaper

I Can’t Breathe

Waiting in the clouds

For my life to begin

For my heart and my fear

For my voice, for my scream

I can’t breathe

 

Waiting in cities

Where sit lost and sad

The remains of your age

And the ghosts of your fear

The echoes of their screams

 

I can’t breathe

I can’t breathe

 

My life in the lights

That shine in his eyes

Sweet taste of a kiss

My exile when you sleep

 

I can’t breathe

 

Broken fathers who’ve

Never returned

Shamed for their race

The color of their skin

Color of their skin

 

I can’t breathe

I can’t breathe

 

But from a fire

Burning in the street

 I hear now clamors for justice

 From a fire, hope for justice

 And love, oh love

 

For the homeless man

They kill with their guns

For the lies they will weave

The hate in their eyes

 

I can’t breathe

 

For the secrets they whisper

In the darkest corners

For the old tricks they play

The betrayals they plot

Soldiers in the street

 

I can’t breathe

I can’t breathe

 

Whispers in the wind

Footsteps in the snow

I can hear the voices

Our songs for justice

 

I can’t breathe

 

Millions of us

Blacks whites together

Forget the colors

The color of your skin

Color of your skin

 

I can’t breathe

I can’t breathe

 

But from a fire

Burning in the street

I hear now clamors for justice

From a fire, hope for justice

And love, oh love

 

Waiting in the clouds

For my life to begin

For my heart and my fear

For my voice, for my scream

 

I can’t breathe

 

But from a fire

Burning in the street

I hear now clamors for justice

From a fire, hope for justice

And love, oh love

 

But from a fire

Burning in the street

I hear now clamors for justice

From a fire, hope for justice

And love, oh love

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In Studio with Nina Newton, Naomi Newton, and Clementine Girard