Hush... by Donna Linklater

talk of scorn is getting loud now
from the ones who chase the gold rush
watch the city eat its heart out
leaving nothing in the dust
but not us, not us, not us.

shouting bleeds through walls like sewage
soldiers guard their precious stuff
and they gasp to fight for privilege
breathing allergenic fluff
but not us… not us… not us.

hold on hope for snowfall
where calmer skies will cover you
then all the bitterness melts away
then hush… hush… hush.
we'll fade away into the sunset


we'll fade away into the sunset
where the river licks the sky
we can heal ourselves with blood let
then we'll never have to die
not us, not us not us

close your lips and dream away
trash the night and raze the day
sparkling stench and sweet decay
gives way to vile grace

and we will rush
to the finish line
where we will fall
into ourselves
and hush.

• Soundtrack
• Winnipeg
• acapella
• female vocals
• multitrack recording
• music
• Winnipeg