Don't let them take this too!
Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout this red, white and blue.
I'm talking about the this quilt my mothers built, each square there to reflect the fruit that has been bared.
You hold no shame on you!
Though you were slashed, broken and bruised.
The flag waving abouve their head, the red color is of you, it's a signature red that bled through.
You know what you have to do!
No more time for being blue.
Its time to:
"Excuse me for a minute, but I was there too".
