You don’t know what’ll be lost
until it’s gone
No, you don’t know what’ll be lost
until it’s gone
If there’s anything I’ve learned it’s that
you’ll miss the books you burn and
You don’t know what’ll be lost
until it’s gone
You can believe the lies and vote your rights away
But then, next time ’round, you won’t have a say
Don’t give into the fear that they’re using like a spear
to goad you into cutting your own throat
’cause
You don’t know what’ll be lost
until it’s gone
No, you don’t know what’ll be lost
until it’s gone
If there’s anything I’ve learned it’s that
you’ll miss the books you burn and
You don’t know what’ll be lost
until it’s gone
Both sides of the coin are stamped the same
That’s what they say to fan apathy’s flame
You’re shooting your own foot if you think not voting’s good;
a special power they want you to throw away
and
You don’t know what’ll be lost
until it’s gone
No, you don’t know what’ll be lost
until it’s gone
If there’s anything I’ve learned it’s that
you’ll miss the books you burn and
You don’t know what’ll be lost
until it’s gone
This thing we call democracy is strong
but only if most join in on the song
If autocracy’s your aim you’ll have no one else to blame
when they come to march your loved ones away
and
You don’t know what’ll be lost
until it’s gone
No, you don’t know what’ll be lost
until it’s gone
If there’s anything I’ve learned it’s that
you’ll miss the books you burn and
You don’t know what’ll be lost
until it’s gone
cae 10/22/2024
