Abby Litman

This is where you sat, this is where I stood

This is where you could not sing, this is where I could

This is where your family was stolen from the land

This is where you were this is where I stand

This is where you could not speak, this is where I’ll be

This is where you were trapped, this is where I’m free

This is where your gold was taken from your hands

This is where you were this is where I stand

This is where I’m cold, this is where you bled

This is where I’m going, this is where you fled

This is where you listened and followed a demand

This is where you were this is where I stand