Southern Smoke Still Screams

Mmm, yeah. The weight of this land still bleeds through my

bones. You see the smile, but you don't know the tone.

Down in the delta where the sun burns slow. We was born with pain,

it's all we know. Grandma's eyes held silent cries, 'cause the past

ain't dead, it just hides in disguise. They beat us 'til we ain't

shine no more. Took the light, left us fighting a war.

No hugs, just drugs, the curb was home. So don't ask

me why I feel so alone. You say move on, you say forgive.