Pretty Brown (Extended Version) ft. OKAMA & Mary Oz Lyrics

Pretty Brown your a song that I can't keep from singing

Pretty Brown as you move, you don't know that you're winning

And your eyes say you're lost like an autumn leave spinning

Turn around, dry your eyes Pretty Brown

In the city did you find, the good times you had in mind

Indigenous child, the city's far from home

Put it behind, turn round your mind and you will find, you'll smile Pretty Brown

Pretty Brown your a song that I can't keep from singing

Pretty Brown as you move, you don't know that you're winning

And your eyes say you're lost like an autumn leave spinning

Turn around, dry your eyes Pretty Brown

You're a stranger in the town

And your world has tumbled down

But there's a million wishing they were young as you

So let it go, just let it go, before you know you'll laugh Pretty Brown

Pretty Brown your a song that I can't keep from singing

Pretty Brown as you move, you don't know that you're winning

And your eyes say you're lost like an autumn leave spinning

Turn around, dry your eyes Pretty Brown

Let you black hair hang down low, dance like we did long ago

And the beating of the drum will set you free

Just give it time, soon you'll do fine

Your sun will shine you once more Pretty Brown

Pretty Brown your a song that I can't keep from singing

Pretty Brown as you move, you don't know that you're winning

And your eyes say you're lost like an autumn leave spinning

Turn around, dry your eyes Pretty Brown

In the city did you find, the good times you had in mind

Indigenous child, the city's far from home

Put it behind, turn round your mind and you will find, you'll smile Pretty Brown

Pretty Brown your a song that I can't keep from singing

Pretty Brown as you move, you don't know that you're winning

And your eyes say you're lost like an autumn leave spinning

Turn around, dry your eyes Pretty Brown

You're a stranger in the town

And your world has tumbled down

But there's a million wishing they were young as you

So let it go, just let it go, before you know you'll laugh Pretty Brown

Pretty Brown your a song that I can't keep from singing

Pretty Brown as you move, you don't know that you're winning

And your eyes say you're lost like an autumn leave spinning

Turn around, dry your eyes Pretty Brown

Let you black hair hang down low, dance like we did long ago

And the beating of the drum will set you free

Just give it time, soon you'll do fine

Your sun will shine you once more Pretty Brown

Pretty Brown I'm sorry

Pretty Brown I didn't know

Brought up in a white world

Where you weren't as free to go

Pretty Brown I'm sorry

Pretty Brown I didn't see

Privileged in a white world

Where you weren't able to be

Pretty Brown Forgive Me

Pretty Brown I came to hate

The colour of my skin

For some, sorry's come too late

Pretty Brown forgive them

Pretty Brown it wasn't you

But greedy, white-washed tombs

With a dead bones point of view

You're Forgiven

I know you were driven by your skewed vision of me, us, we

You once were blind but now you see, your point of view, was one sided, misguided

The truth, I have known but they have sown seeds

That have become the weeds around your mind

You've sown some seeds that are not your own, they're generations old

If truth be told, you were sold a bill of goods

The shoulds and should nots, the musts and must nots

Tiny tots are gold until they're told lies right to their eyes wrapped in disguise

I realize it's fear, fear of the other

Fear of the sister, the brother from another mother

Fear you hear coming from the rear; those voices from a distant, recent past

That cast doubt about the us, the we, the me of the present

I don't resent you, you represent the collective with a perspective not all your own

And now you've grown and shown that a roan horse can turn grey

I say that, to say this, I would be remiss if I dismiss what is a miss

That me and my kind, are left behind, to find our way, in this day

Simply stated, relegated to the backwoods of your, their, design to resign ourselves

To a community where racial unity is the only immunity from their impunity

Now your mind is rearranged and change, estranged from the preconceived notions

That caused commotions in your head, the dread of said people

Persons, them, us, you discuss the me, the we

So I forgive, I live and let live, I once was blind and now I see the truth of who I am

Who we are and I'm free

And I remain who I was, who I am and will always be, with no apology

Pretty Brown