LYRICS

01 Annie Bacon “For a better life” 

Written by Annie Bacon 
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I put myself in the shoes of a mother of a son 

Running from the guns of gangs  

Armed by the CIA 

Same story today and every other day 

We’ve covered ground at a hurried pace 

Cause I saw the fear on my baby’s face 

And I’m not taking any chances 

Not today or any other day 

What would you honestly do? 

Look your child in the eyes and tell me 

You wouldn’t do anything  

For a better life too 

I imagine we arrive with no stars in our eyes 

Cause word has traveled fast 

That things are getting worse 

Rumor has it they’re putting us in cages 

And sure enough we’re chased down 

By men in green outside the town 

Thought we could get around it 

But now we know the sting of tear gas 

What would you honestly do? 

Look your child in the eye and tell me 

You wouldn’t do anything  

For a better life too? 

I can see the life we’re running for 

Just a quiet street and a front door 

Don’t want your job, don’t want your wife 

Just don’t want to fear for my child’s life 

It’s been three weeks and four days 

Since they took my son away from me 

And I still can’t breathe 

I don’t feel grief, I’ve become it 

But my mother always told us  

There were heroes among us 

Fighting every day for strangers far away 

And that keeps my hope alive 

What would you honestly do? 

Look your child in the eye and tell me 

You wouldn’t do anything  

For a better life too? 

What would you honestly do? 

I look my child in the eyes, I tell you 

I would do anything 

I would do anything too 

I would do anything too 



02 the ‘Mericans “Climbing Fences” 

Written by Chris Daltry 
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Who do you think you are trying to re-write history 

Tearing out the pages you don't wanna believe 

I know our history and it ain't pretty 

But learning from it leads to new beginnings 

Who do you think you are 

Trying to re-write history 

Who do you think you are 

Tearing up the family 

You're blurring up the lines so we can't find 

You re-write, drawing up new lines 

You're tearing up the states 'til they're to your liking 

Re-write, re-write, you lie 

Who do you think you are 

Trying to re-write history 

Who do you think you are 

Tearing up the family 

Who do you think you are 

Trying to re-write history 

Who do you think you are 

Goddamn, you're family   

 

 

03 Megan Keely “Define American” 

Written by Megan Keely 
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In the morning they wake up like you and I do 

Brush their teeth and go to work like you and I do 

Call their mom to say hello like you and I do 

Rest their head when they are home like you and I do 

Who are you to say they haven't earned their right to stay 

They are more brave and just and true than any one of you 

Charging forward on the front line, how do you Define American 

When they were born they cried out like you and I did 

Learned to walk and learned to talk like you and I did 

But when they tried to learn to drive like you and I did 

They were told to run and hide or say goodbye 

Who are you to say they haven't earned their right to stay 

They are more brave and just and true than any one of you 

Charging forward on the front line, how do you Define American 

 

 

04 Emily Zisman “Bottle + Bowl” 

Written by Emily Zisman 
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A bottle of Bulleit 

And a bowl of rice 

Never drank so warm 

Never bit so nice 

I think of you whenever I am in this place 

With a bottle of Bulleit 

And a bowl of rice 

The senoritas are folkloring outside 

I want so much to join them 

But my rhythm ain’t right 

I’ve I could only barter one song of light 

For a bottle of Bulleit and a bowl of rice 

We came through here just you and me 

In the back of a pickup without windows to see 

We held each other through the blackest pitch 

They sent you back and left me naked in a ditch. 

Oh God help you 

If you come a-lookin’ for me 

I’ll be sittin’ right here 

But you will not see 

I’ll be crying for you through my sightless eyes 

Into my bottle of Bulleit 

And my bowl of rice 

Into my bottle of Bulleit 

And my bowl of rice 

 

 

05 Charlie Mosbrook “Abandoned Big Box Store” 

Written by Charlie Mosbrook 
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They’re sleeping tonight near the border 

In an abandoned big box store 

Chain link cages blankets for space 

They sleep on linoleum floors 

They came here seeking asylum 

They were torn from the arms of their moms 

Now they’re sleeping tonight near the border 

In an abandoned big box store 

They came here from Honduras 

From Guatemala and El Salvador 

Their parents did what a parent should do 

To escape from the brutal drug wars 

They came here seeking asylum 

They were torn from the arms of their moms 

Now they’re sleeping tonight near the border 

In an abandoned big box store 

Congress does nothing though they disapprove 

For the press they will all shake their head 

But political threats trump moral regret 

So they save their seats instead 

The children seeking asylum 

Who were torn from the arms of their arms 

Now they’re sleeping tonight near the border 

In an abandoned big box store 

The President, he blames the Democrats 

And demands that we build his wall 

We’ll continue to separate mother from child  

He could end this with one single call 

Still he ramps up his rhetoric to rally his base 

To enrage his old rebel core 

Now they’re sleeping tonight near the border 

In an abandoned big box store 

Who will stand up for these children? 

And would you stand up for your own? 

If they had been torn away from you 

For the crime of not having a home 

They came here seeking asylum 

They were torn from the arms of their moms 

Now they’re sleeping tonight near the border 

In an abandoned big box store 

 

 

06 Ryan Trager “Eyelids Open Wide” 

Written by Ryan Trager 
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Steal them from the border 

Peel them from their mothers' arms 

Feed them to the fire  

And watch them burn  

With eyelids open wide 

Beat them if they clamor  

Teach them not to holler out 

Feed them to the fire  

And kiss our wives 

With eyelids open wide  

Swarms they came  

With names unknown 

In their cages  

They’re calling out for someone  

And when they go home  

They’ll tell their mothers 

That they were broken  

By the cowards 

With eyelids open wide 

 

 

07 Audrey Ryan “Coyote” 

Written by Audrey Ryan 
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I’m just a kid in a bed 

It’s not my country, not my language 

Did you poison my food? 

Do you see me? 

Do you pity me? 

Came across my coyote 

Riding hiding like a refugee 

Just another illegal 

Fleeing gangs and poverty 

I was working a job 

When they put me into custody 

I don’t trust you at all 

You’re not my family 

It’s not my home 

Came across my coyote  

Riding hiding like a refugee 

Just another illegal 

Fleeing gangs and poverty 

I’m just a kid in a bed 

It’s not my country, not my language 

 

 

08 Dyrty Byrds “Beautiful Trip” 

Written by Eric Martinez 
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(In memory of Jakelin Caal Maquin) 

Hallucinations 

And a tired kid 

The next three weeks  

Will be the worst of it 

Snow is coming  

And we need new shoes 

Some clean water 

And just a bit of food 

It's a beautiful trip  

The closest I've come to death 

Won't you spare my kids 

Don’t put them in a cage 

Violence rose 

In a tidal wave 

A cartel’s cleansing 

Of their enemies  

Questions came 

About a month ago 

Stay and die 

Or make the long walk north 

It's a beautiful trip  

The closest I've come to death 

Won't you spare my kids 

Don’t put them in a cage 

 

 

09 Pete Donnelly “American Town” 

Written by Pete Donnelly 
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What’s your country done for you now 

Is it making you feel that you just don’t count 

Even if you know your way around 

You better watch out when the sun goes down 

Bankers lawyers collecting their fares 

While the sick and diseased are left to despair 

Each of us knows what another can’t bear 

Being cheated and lied to treated unfairly 

Sometimes I wonder if everyone sang loud as they could at the top of their range 

All of the glass would come shattering down 

To litter the streets of this American town 

What’s it take for some folks to see 

What it’s like to have never been free 

Watching you waiting for one little slip 

Do you know what it’s like to be treated like this 

Sometimes I wonder… 

Rivers of blood have begun to flow 

Each of us caught in the undertow 

The hardest rain has yet to fall 

When high on the hill there’s a clarion call 

Sometimes I wonder if everyone sang loud as they could at the top of their range 

All of the glass would come shattering down 

To litter the streets of this American town 

 

 

10 Jimbo Scott “Live Free” 

Written by Jimbo Scott 
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She came across the water with her brother and her daughter  

in a boat they called a coffin on the sea, 

They left their home in Dublin when the landlord killed her husband,  

said the land was going to another lease, 

And there at Ellis island they misspelled her name O’Brian 

sent her brother to the railroad company, 

Everywhere she went the so called natives cursed her head  

but she determined that she wasn’t gonna leave, 

Oh Mama! All I wanna do is live free! 

Oh Mama! Piece of the American Dream! 

He came to San Francisco and was greeted with a pistol  

and was told to take a trip across the Bay, 

They put him in a room and told him he’d be leaving soon  

and then for months he had to watch the weather change, 

Released into a culture that would label him a vulture  

and restrict where he could make a decent wage, 

He held on to a hope that one day he could make a home  

and then his kids would get to see a different age 

Oh Mama! All I wanna do is live free! 

Oh Mama! Piece of the American Dream! 

They come from all directions but the reasons always fit the same themes, 

And if we’re the greatest country, what have we to fear from those in need 

She came up to the border and encountered standing orders 

 it’s against the law for her to cross a line, 

They said she’d be a burden and she might commit a murder  

so we have to keep her on the other side, 

She left the old republic ‘cause the violence was ugly  

and she had to find a way to stay alive, 

Every step she takes she knows she’s found a better way  

and so she keeps her steady eyes upon the prize, 

Oh Mama! All I wanna do is live free! 

Oh Mama! Piece of the American Dream! 

Oh Mama! All I wanna do is live free! 

Oh Mama! Piece of the American Dream! 

 

 

11 Morley “Dreamers Only Dream (DACA song)” 

Written by Morley  
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I don't know how to get ready to be ready for this 

this is my only home 

taken away and taken back to a country I have never known 

she said, 

I imagine Mexico as someone would who had never been there 

because I have never been there 

my mother and father died a thousand times 

just to give me a better life 

they're my inspiration, taught me love this nation 

now we’re all being criminalized 

I don't know how to get ready to be ready for this 

this is my only home 

taken away and taken back to a country I have never known 

on this stolen land of immigrants 

who work hard, pay in full but get no benefits 

yes on the stolen land of immigrants 

who work hard pay in full but get no benefits 

he said, 

it's hard to focus now when you're a dreamer 

your life is used as a scape goat, a political punching bag 

I got to watch my every move got to watch my back 

I don't know how to get ready to be ready for this 

this is my only home 

taken away and taken back to a country I have never known 

living in between the shadows of two worlds 

If you took the time to look into my eyes 

see your reflection in my soul 

If you took the time to look in to my eyes 

you might realize we are each others only home 

 

 

12 Cloud Like Steps “Tangerine Dawn” 

Written by April Gee 
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We ran out the backdoor, then sailed to the north shore 

In the cover of night, moonlit seas 

The tide, it was grasping from the edge of a new world, 

Inviting a change like a seed 

  

And with eyes sparkling at the tangerine dawn 

I don’t know, I don’t know if it’s home but i feel new beginnings 

We know love carries on, no matter what….it remains 

Through the burning flames and the ice parades,  

Carries on…whoahhhh 

  

What once moved so slowly 

Now the arms they’re unfolding 

To everything that we are meant to be 

Though the words are unspoken 

We know it’s not broken 

And we can’t give up yet, that’s the key. 

  

And with eyes sparkling at the tangerine dawn 

I don’t know I don’t know if it’s home, but it feels like we’re winning 

We know love carries on, no matter what….it remains 

Through the burning flames and the ice parades,  

All the love…whoahhhh 

  

Let us work, let’s not worry 

though the light can seem buried 

In the cover of night it is free 

We Grow stronger and wiser 

And everyday kinder 

Climb higher and higher to see 

  

These are diamond days,  

We are free, we are brave 

In the cover of night we are seeds 

And we bloom in the rain 

and we learn from the pain 

Carry on…whoahhhhh 

  

And with eyes sparkling at the tangerine dawn 

I don’t know I don’t know if it’s home, but it feels like we’re winning