Pipelines from Howl by Bre McDaniel

i saw someone climbing up to the ground
they heard something above this well
a thousand hungry birds flyin all around
a thousand hungry birds in a flurry of sound

it's time to bring the past out into the light
to the other side
let the voices rise
like they're still alive
it's time
we don't pretend to know how to make things right
but we've got to try
let the voices rise
like they're still alive

i'm part of a people that are marchin on
a thousand pyramids, the elders on the bottom
someone tapped my foot that was on their shoulder
i looked down and saw a human tower
someone tapped my foot that was on their shoulder
i looked down and saw a human tower

it's time to bring the past out into the light
to the other side
let the voices rise
like they're still alive
it's time
we don't pretend to know how to make things right
but we've got to try
let the voices rise
'cause they're still alive

so they marked out their graves
to tell them what is sacred
and they used it like a map
to dig up what is sacred
and they fired water cannons
at protectors of what is sacred
there's a mirror, and barbed wire
tellin us what is sacred
water is sacred
what is sacred?


it's time
we don't pretend to know how to make things right
but we've got to try
let the voices rise
'cause they're still alive
it's time that we predict a difference in our lives
i saw forgiveness rise
the most powerful pipeline
in our countryside

• Acoustic
• Folk
• Vancouver
• acoustic
• folk pop
• indie folk
• lo-fi
• singer-songwriter
• space
• Vancouver