Dispatch - Letter to lady j

^CMy dear old friend its ^Fyou we ^Cneed ^CThere’s blood in the gutter and ^Ffear in the s^Ctreets ^FHow long do we have to fight for a change that never ^Gcomes? oh in ^Amsome ways it’s the ^Csame, but tonight the crowd they ^Amcame ^GFists in the air, candles and vigils,

^GCracked dreams held together with curses and wishes, but ^CHow longs it been since you’ve ^Fbeen o^Cutside ^CHow longs it been since you’ve ^Amopened your ^Geyes ^GI’ve been to the line and it’s ^Call right ^Fthere, ^Fand I cannot wait to get ^Gon from ^Chere. ^CArms bend back and ^Fblacked an^Cd welt The i^Cnvoluntary tears and the ^Ftears we ^Cfelt

^FDoes it always have to get worse before it gets ^Gbetter oh in ^Amsome ways it’s the ^Csame, but tonight the crowd they ^Amcame ^GFists in the air, candles and vigils, ^GCracked dreams held together with curses and wishes, but

^CHow longs it been since you’ve ^Fbeen o^Cutside ^CHow longs it been since you’ve ^Amopened your ^Geyes ^GI’ve been to the line and it’s ^Call right ^Fthere, ^Fand I cannot wait to get ^Gon from ^Chere.

^CVirgil Kane where ^Fare you ^Cnow ^CDid they bury the hate when they ^Fburied the ^Csouth? ^FWe’ve got to tell the spirit mystics of ^Gtomorrow that in ^Amsome ways it’s the ^Csame, but tonight the crowd they ^Amcame ^GFists in the air, candles and vigils, ^GCracked dreams held together with curses and wishes, but

^CHow longs it been since you’ve ^Fbeen o^Cutside ^CHow longs it been since you’ve ^Amopened your ^Geyes ^GI’ve been to the line and it’s ^Call right ^Fthere, ^Fand I cannot wait to get ^Gon from ^Chere.