Life to Iran (For Neda)
© 2009, Jon Trott
They’re in the streets of Tehran
And the byways of my mind
Not looking for freedom that’s political
But freedom of an existential kind
And I wonder at their bravery
I tremble sickened at their dying
I see in their eyes that they are me
And I am them, at least I’m trying
Life to Iran
Life to every woman and man
Life to Iran
Face the dragon, I know we can…
I know we can
Protested with them in Chicago
Cost me just an afternoon
They sang the saddest song in Farsi
I felt joy was coming soon
Life to Iran
Life to every woman and man
Life to Iran
Face the dragon, I know we can…
I know we can
Jesus is my start, my end, my love
Their journey is no less than mine
All round the world love’s bleeding
Yet hope’s green ribbon is a sign
Life to Iran
Life to every woman and man
Life to Iran
Face the dragon, I know we can…
We are all Iran…
We are all Iran…
We are all Iran…
Life to Iran.
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