There's a cloud that hovers over Beatties Ford
Sirens skating over ICE-y roads
Kids keep quiet on the walk to school
Learning early what their parents know
Neighbors sleeping with their shoes on
Waiting for the knock that breaks the day
They carry papers like it's the law
Born here
Still afraid they'll try to take me anyway
They tell me danger's only in my head
And the world is kinder than it was
Just follow the law and you'll be fine
As if the law ever followed us
Don't look away
The cold is creeping door to door
The frost is reaching neighborhoods
We never feared before
Don't look away
The warmth we knew is gone
They're judging us on sight alone
Deciding who belongs
There are choices carved in quiet rooms
And made without our say
They count on chaos clouding judgment
Don't look away
There's a father getting pulled from Harris Teeter
And a mother vanished on a Monday run
Neighbors pretending it's an isolated thing
Till it happens to their daughter or their son
I've been carrying my passport like it'll save me
But looking in the mirror, I'll be honest
I've called this country home my whole damn life
But even I can't fully trust its promise
Don't look away
The frost is crawling up the walls
As the ones in charge decide whose lives
Are worthy of the law
Don't look away
You'll see the shadows pick their path
While they hide their power moves
Under badges, flags, and masks
They call it orders, quotas, rules
We call them neighbors, families, names
'Cause the truth lives in the people
Not the counts
Don't look away
If justice had a name
It wouldn't whisper
If safety had a door
It wouldn't lock
They say the law is blind
But I've been watching
And blind's a choice they make
When we're the cost
If justice had a spine
It wouldn't bend here
If mercy had a face
It wouldn't hide
I've watched this weather shift with human motive
And storms like this form only by design
Don't look away
The cold is crawling up the walls
As the ones in charge decide whose rights
Are worthy of the law
Don't look away
You'll see the shadows pick their path
But every name they try to bury
Rises pushing back
They call it orders, quotas, rules
We call them neighbors, families, names
And the more they try to freeze us into silence
Don't look away