
Her Weathered Youth
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- trip hop
- funk/soul
- post-punk revival
- good artist
- experimental electronic
Lyrics
Verse 1
She sat me down at the kitchen table
Wrinkled hands around a lukewarm cup
Said listen close now while I'm able
The stories that we can't give up
Her eyes went dark like storm clouds rolling
Before the bombs and the burning night
She said they took our neighbors and our names
But never took our inner light
Pre-Chorus
She showed me how to fold the letters
How to hide the words between the seams
Small acts that made us braver
Quiet moves inside the machine
Chorus
Grandma taught me how to fight
Not with fists but with the right
To remember who we are
When the world forgets the scars
Grandma taught me how to stand
With nothing more than steady hands
And a truth they can't erase
Written on a hidden face
Verse 2
She told me about the basement radio
Static whispers in the dead of night
Neighbors passing coded messages
Under cover of the fading light
How they fed the ones who hid
How they shared their meager bread
Small rebellions in the kitchen
Words that nobody else said
Pre-Chorus
She showed me how to read the shadows
How to walk without a sound
How the smallest act of kindness
Is the loudest holy ground
Chorus
Grandma taught me how to fight
Not with fists but with the right
To remember who we are
When the world forgets the scars
Grandma taught me how to stand
With nothing more than steady hands
And a truth they can't erase
Written on a hidden face
Bridge
She never raised a weapon
Never threw a single stone
But she built a wall of witnesses
And she never stood alone
Her weapon was remembering
Her armor was the truth
She fought them with a story
Told from her worn and weathered youth
Chorus
Grandma taught me how to fight
Not with fists but with the right
To remember who we are
When the world forgets the scars
Grandma taught me how to stand
With nothing more than steady hands
And a truth they can't erase
Written on a hidden face
Outro
She taught me
She taught me
She taught me how to fight
Oh-oh
She taught me
She taught me
How to hold onto the light
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