"I Belong" by David Guilbault
SONG: "There's no place that I shouldn't be. Ev'rybody is already free. All of us are of this earth. Never mind the fate of my birth."
("I Belong" © 2016 David Guilbault. Singer-songwriter David Guilbault performs his song, "I Belong," accompanied by Paul Beaudry on mandolin at the Seattle Acoustic Festival on August 26, 2017. The duo is performing as The Well Said. Video by KBAVproductions.com.)
I BELONG by David Guilbault "I Belong" © 2016 David Guilbault Not to worry. Oh, not to cry For a world grown weary from all of its lies. Take a stand for what is true, And watch the whole wide world out gunning for you. Oh, I, oh I - I belong. Oh, I, oh I - I belong. There's no place that I shouldn't be. Ev'rybody is already free. All of us are of this earth. Never mind the fate of my birth. Oh, I, oh I - I belong. Oh, I, oh I - I belong. I belong. I belong where I’m found. I belong where I’m around. I belong where I’m bound. I belong to this town. I belong. Here and now is where I will stay. Ain’t nobody gonna turn me away. Ain’t no wind that’s got the gust To blow my truth into the dust. Oh, I, oh I - I belong. Oh, I, oh I - I belong. I belong where I’m found. I belong where I’m around. I belong where I’m bound. I belong to your town. I belong. I belong.
The New Colossus Emma Lazarus November 2, 1883 Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame, With conquering limbs astride from land to land; Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame. "Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"
