Sherman
This Vow, This Storm
In the darkness of the heartland
In the static of the states
In the rubble of the future
And the shadow of the gates...
There's a whisper of a promise
There's a flicker of a light
That the weary and the broken
Will not give up the fight.
This is a vow from the "othered"
This is a song from the erased
This is a promise to my sisters
And the ones who've been displaced
That as long as I am breathing
And as long as I can stand
I will be a voice of thunder
In this haunted, broken land.
WE ARE THE VOW
WE ARE THE STORM
WE ARE THE SOULS THAT WON'T CONFORM
WE ARE THE ANGER
WE ARE THE GRACE
WE'LL REBUILD THIS ENTIRE PLACE
WE ARE THE FUTURE, WE ARE THE PAST
WE ARE THE LIGHT THAT'S BUILT TO LAST.
