Take My Hand

from by Ben Rabb

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When our tears don’t dry up, from a natural cause
And our lips turn ash white, from the bombs that were dropped
When our news isn’t new, to a world watching pain
But their gas crossed your lines, took my real breath away

Give me your hand
I’d like to feel yours
Born to this land
Taken by the war

Where our neighbors have fled, Just a million or two
And it’s been three whole years, Since their kids went to school
And a home left for dust, with a life as their claim
From the ash you can take, your nation built on pain

Give me your hand
I’d like to feel yours
Born to this land
Taken by the war

While I’ve felt hate before
All I want now is peace
Food to grow strong
Fresh air and a home
Weary eyes that can sleep

Give me your hand
I’d like to feel yours
Born to this land
Taken by the war

Give me your hand
I’d like to feel yours
Born to this land
Taken by the war

Give me your hand
I’d like to feel yours
Born to this land
Taken by the war

Give me your hand
Mine was taken by the war

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from Until It's Gone, released July 16, 2014

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