Did You Have Something to Do with It (feat. Minori Sanchiz​-​Fung) Lyrics

This is our time
The legacy of greed has grown from its seed
To infiltrate every place
Every face

Releasing a suffering recorded in
Stone
And in bone
So old that language can't console it

This was the blow which we struck
At first without knowing how deep it would grow.
It would grow
Into a frightening history that fractures hope

First, by attacking the body
And then, by distorting the mind

It would grow
And force us to question if we are a part
Of this world
or its affliction.

Whether our addiction to power will consume the beauty that was once our birthright

This is our time
What is certain, is life
Growing out of itself greater than the moment before
Within us, around us, in spite of us.

Proving we can't control
The thing that brought us up from the cold
and will press us back like flowers into the mold.
We are tethered to a circuit that excludes nothing
a song the dead can hear.
Something resilient forming all
Something that makes time small.
So old, that language can't dispose of it

Still gold over the violence.
Don't forget, this too, this too, is our time
Our spirit is not weaker, it is waiting on us to decide
What it is, that we will honour while we are alive.