Forward dreams made believe
Moving on was something we achieved
Come to terms with the absurd
Years from freedom yet somehow disturbed
'52, 2020, nugatory numbers in between
When will the jest reveal its sin?
Equating triumph with the color of our skin

I just want it to be over
I just want it
(To be through)
(To be through)

I just want it to be over
I just want it
(To be through)
(To be through)

Hey It's me
Family tree
Blue with lighter fluid on my greens

I hide the roots that ground me to this earth
I fear the only predetermined gifts of birth
It's not too late to right the wrongs of fame
Forgetful is the only man to blame
Increase the zoom, let's focus in
Raise your girls to be Martina Luther Kings

I just want it to be over
I just want it
(To be through)
(To be through)

I just want it to be over
I just want it
(To be through)
(To be through)