IPSA

 

 

 


Indians, pilgrims, slaves, and astronauts
A distant call to freedom sounds
From land as far away
As america across an ocean
Atlantic cold and gray

Is not the soul just as far?
And the voyage just as hard?
An inward ocean sailed across
To freedom of the heart

For Indians, Pilgrims, Slaves, and Astronauts

Riding rockets fueled with courage
Men has walked the lunar surface
Slow like underwater movements
Cast in basaltic blue-green glow

If only I may be so bold
As to walk the earth with a courage so
To trust the care of where to go
To others with a simple purpose

A distant call to freedom sounds
From a whistling train
Traveling north to freedom for
African American slaves

Indians, Pilgrims, Slaves and Astronauts

Walking along the fenced up borderĀ 
Dreamers on parade,
Native eyes gaze up at night
To see upon the silver moon’s face

Indians, Pilgrims, Slaves and Astronauts

Click to hear "IPSA" by Blake Harrington

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