Neda's Generation

her dark eyes flicker searching
for an answer in the air
what exactly is the reason
that she's lying there?
cell phone camera rolling
bullet in her chest
now her blood is flowing
and it's fueling the unrest

green fists rise in anger
as injustice claims it's victim
voices rise in unison
calling for redemption
her last breath viewed across the world
mourned in every nation
martyrdom will be her home
it's Neda's generation

they will stand for nothing less
than freedom from oppression
strength through peace takes to the streets
the world will stand behind them
women silenced way too long
refuse to live in fear
they say we're Neda's generation
we will speak and you will hear

some have said her death was one
we never should have seen
flicker cross the pixels of
our home computer screens
some will turn away from her
while others bow their heads
how can we lie to ourselves
while Neda lies there dead?

green fists rise in anger
as injustice claims it's victim
voices rise in unison
calling for redemption
her last breath viewed across the world
mourned in every nation
martyrdom will be her home
it's Neda's generation

yeah, they just want to be themselves
they're Neda's generation

Demolition

I've lived so many lives in just this one
I've seen so many versions of the truth
the stories that I tell are seldom spun
the lines around my eyes they hold the proof

I've heard I love you from a thousand lips
but love was not the reason that they spoke
there were times I wanted to believe
just so I could feel like I had hope

there are many endings and beginings
there are many secrets in the wind
there's an answer if you're asking questions
but truth it doesn't always lie within

I've had so many places I've called home
only just a few things stayed the same
at times I thought I'd never settle down
but I've just grown so tired of playing games

sometimes demolition leads to new growth
sometimes there's destruction and rebirth
feels like I've been waking from a nightmare
feels like I've discovered what I'm worth

there will always be those who will tell me
nothing that I ever do is right
there are times when hatred's overwhelming
but love is what will keep us warm at night

there's a peace that I am growing into
there is comfort in my lover's bed
there are flowers growing in our garden
there are ideas growing in our heads