Glass Houses (It Could Be You) - [Cinematic Protest Ballad]

Описание: Glass Houses (It Could Be You) - [Cinematic Protest Ballad]

"Glass Houses (It Could Be You)" is a raw, powerful protest song challenging the judgment we cast on refugees and the desperate. It asks the uncomfortable question: If your safe, comfortable world shattered tomorrow, what would you do to survive?From the safety of scrolling through tragedy on a phone screen to the reality of war-torn streets, this track bridges the gap between "us" and "them." It reminds us that geography is the only difference between a life of safety and a fight for survival.Blending intimate, storytelling verses with an explosive, orchestral chorus, this song is an emotional call for empathy.🌍 Vibe: Cinematic, Emotional, Protest Song, Orchestral Dub, Powerful Vocals.


Lyrics:

Oh... oh... are you listening?You’re sitting there in your castle of stone
Watching the world through a screen on your phone
The wine is pouring, the fire is warm
You turn up the music to drown out the storm
But miles away, the sky turns to red
A mother is praying for a place for a bed
You scroll past the rubble, you scroll past the pain
Safe and dry while they drown in the rain.You lock up your doors and you look down your nose
At the dust on their skin and the holes in their clothes
You judge them for running, for trying to survive
But tell me, my friend, what would you do to stay alive?If the bombs fell here, on your manicured lawn
If your safety shattered before the dawn
Would you run with your children? Would you cross the sea?
Would you beg for a chance just to be free?
It could be you, with the dirt on your face
It could be you, in a desperate place
So don’t cast a stone from your luxury view
Cause if the world turned upside down...
It could be you.
It could be you...You point five fingers, but ten point back
Painting a villain just because of the Black
Or the Brown, or the White, or the shade of the skin
Since when did a colour become a sin?
You give them less, then expect them to rise
While you cover the truth with your comfortable lies
One man does wrong, so you blame them all?
Building a kingdom just to watch it fall.We bleed the same red when the skin is torn
We cry the same tears from the day we are born
Good or bad, it’s not written in the face
It’s the heart that defines the human race.
Are we so different?
Are we so different?If the bombs fell here, on your manicured lawn
If your safety shattered before the dawn
Would you run with your children? Would you cross the sea?
Would you beg for a chance just to be free?
It could be you, with the dirt on your face
It could be you, in a desperate place
So don’t cast a stone from your luxury view
Cause if the world turned upside down...
It could be you.It could be you.
Just like them.
Just like me.
Are you listening?