Local natives

Mother emanuel

Local natives
In a thousand ways
I feel the weight of
I feel the weight of
Carolina's pain
What's left to take from?
What's left to take from?

Closer now they come
Farther now I run
Eyes the other way
Violence without cause
Hours 'til the dawn
Eyes the other way

In a thousand ways
The sound of pockets jangling
The sound of broken glass
In a single frame
Closed-circuit television
Everyone tuning in

Closer now they come
Farther now I run
Eyes the other way
Violence without cause
Hours 'til the dawn
Eyes the other way

In a thousand ways
I see the changes
I feel awakened
Ah, will it stay the same?
Where is the morning?
Where is the morning?

Closer now they come
Farther now I run
Eyes the other way
Violence without cause
Hours 'til the dawn
Eyes the other way

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