[Verse 1]
I was walking down on Broadway
In a multitude of marchers on parade
There was anger, there was passion
There was mercy
There was peace yet to be made
And the masks that we were wearing
Kept the virus in control, or so they say
And there was sickness in the air, and to be fair
It was the grief and all the grievances that plague the many years
And cause the tears on every face
[Verse 2]
There are things I’ve done that need to be forgiven
But I’m still learning how to ask
Because the virus in my veins has been contained by this inherited mask
And I’d rather be exposed to what is killing
Than to hide from what’s to blame
So let me lift my voice on Broadway
Let me lift my brother’s cross
Let me mourn for what it cost
And feel the magnitude of loss in every name
[Chorus]
George, Breonna, Ahmaud
All beloved of God
I was walking down on Broadway
In a multitude of marchers on parade
There was anger, there was passion
There was mercy
There was peace yet to be made
And the masks that we were wearing
Kept the virus in control, or so they say
And there was sickness in the air, and to be fair
It was the grief and all the grievances that plague the many years
And cause the tears on every face
[Verse 2]
There are things I’ve done that need to be forgiven
But I’m still learning how to ask
Because the virus in my veins has been contained by this inherited mask
And I’d rather be exposed to what is killing
Than to hide from what’s to blame
So let me lift my voice on Broadway
Let me lift my brother’s cross
Let me mourn for what it cost
And feel the magnitude of loss in every name
[Chorus]
George, Breonna, Ahmaud
All beloved of God
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