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