Lyrics Blood in This Land - Jon Brown

On the tv there's a man who might be me
Hell I think he is me
And all of my soul drops beneath
The current making this river run deep

There's blood on my hands
And it must end

Riots are taking over the streets
Let the politicians hear us sing
All of our stories caught between
Prejudice and a heart that beats

There's blood on your hands
And it must end

43, 25, 17 years old
Eric, Freddie and Trayvon are men I've never known
One thing I've learned from all of this
We twist around justice just to make sense of death

There's blood in this land
And it must end