The wall between us crumbled a little bit, I know, I watched the pieces fall

And I was there to see those pieces land upon the sidewalk

And a tall black man walked by, I know, I heard him speak

He said that this was the time, and that he had a dream

And my reflection in the windows changed, or maybe what changed was me

But I no longer saw the scared white girl that I used to be

For a time, we were free and one

For a time, we lived that dream

For a time we took on a greater purpose

Lived for a future we believed

I never saw that man return, but his features echo in my mind

A jaw of stern compassion

A rising fire in his eyes

Then they tried to douse the fire

With a bullet and a gun

But the man who had a dream

Rose with the rising sun

How humanity could be so naïve, I will never know

But I’ll take my turn with a hammer and a dream

And strike that crumbling wall

And soon it will be like it was never there at all