Laramie

There's a burning cross on a hillside. 
Still bright after all these years. 
And you want to just smile and ignore it, but I hear your fucking fear. 
I don't believe that anything's changed, at least not for the better. 
I don't believe that anything's changed, and nothing's getting better. 
Dead words from a different time still can boil blood, still have the power to crucify on a fence in America. 
And the words you say are still smoldering. And those crosses are still burning.