People like us, places like this
People like us
Coming into this world
A living thing
A breathing thing
People like us, places like this
Leaving this world as nothing more
Than a forgotten pile of ash
Places like this, people like us
Incarcerated in this place
Humiliated in this place
Opinionated and fierce
It’s the only thing we’re guilty of
We wake up every morning
Without even trying
We are tenacious
People like us, places like this
Gassy crimes
Transgressions and despise
“You’ll be safe for now”, they said
People like us, places like this
Beneath the trees
Downward the rails
Far, far away
I heard this mesmerizing singing
Over and over, again
Pitch perfect
Hymn and Melody
The London Symphony Orchestra
Where well-meaning souls belong
A Place like this for people like us
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