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David Rovics - The Key Songtext

Let me tell you about a lady
Known as grandma to me
She died back in 1982
She liked to tell stories
Of how things used to be
Just like other old ladies do

She talked about her neighbors
Muslims and Christians
Arabs, Britons and Jews
They'd come over for dinner
In her house in Jaffa
And they'd talk about business and news

We got along fine
A long time ago
Before everything started to change
I never imagined
Back in those days
I'd end up here on this firing range

(Chorus)
There on a string around her neck
Dangling in front of her heart
The key to her home
The key to her people
The key to her world blown apart

I recall the days well
1948
The year of the Catastrophe
With machine guns and torches
They drove us away
To the land of the refugee

We all thought it would pass
But the decades dragged on
And my heart turned to flame
To those who live in my home
Where is your conscience
Do you feel the remorse and the shame

(Chorus)

Now after two generations
I and her grandchildren say
The key is theirs and mine
And all over the world
We cry for Al-Awda
Home in Palestine

Maybe we will prevail
But come what may
As empires fall and rise
Nothing will change
The memory
Of the tears in my grandmother's eyes

(Chorus)
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