Holy Crosses

In the last few weeks of travelling and playing, and especially these past few days at the ECMAs, a big theme has been the use of music to make a difference. Its always been a tool for change, and will continue to be forever. As I've been away, I've been watching from afar the struggles of some wonderful people from my home. I wish I could be of more help, but for now, this is the best I can do, and I hope it means something. This fight is an old one where I'm from, but at this point it's not about colours or religion; it's about love, and the fact that no matter what, everyone deserves to feel safe and loved at home. More often than not it's the only place we have. This one goes out to you guys. Keep it up. Spread the love. Make a change. 

Lyrics: 

It may seem your God's dead but mine 
Still weighs heavy on my mind 
Cause if you wanna cross the road 
It best be in black and white 
Don’t you put that on the meek 
Because they dont have the time 
Put some colour on the streets 
To take the sting out of summer time 

When you step foot 
In my home town 
Paint yourself black and white 
Be a silhouette 
On the signs that claim 
We've got the safest place to hide 
Cause when a kid can't feel safe 
In a town as bright as mine 
You can bet those sorry folks 
Won't pass God’s own finish line 

St. Peter doesn't ponder 
On you slept with last night 
You can put some change in the bucket 
But keep your nickels and dimes 
The gates of heaven will all open 
For my friends by and by 
Regardless of whatever 
Beauty you dare call a crime 

When you step foot 
In my home town 
Paint yourself black and white 
Be a silhouette 
On the signs that claim 
We've got the safest place to hide 
Cause when a kid can't feel safe 
In a place as bright as mine 
You can bet those sorry folks 
Won't pass God’s own finish line

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