Swimming Against The Stream

They're growing pines now in cotton soil

Still making boxes for the sons of toil

Still bend your back to pick you food stamps up

Black coffee still comes in a tall white cup

They took the signs down but it's loud and it's clear

You want to eat? Well now, it can't be here

Tell me how long the train's been gone

Tell me again about the dream

Tell me the story of glory hallelujah

And how we're swimming against the stream

More talk of marching on Washington

It never really seems to get things done

Along the way we maybe make good friends

But they can't tell us where the rainbow ends

It's getting more now than just out of reach

And don't go looking down at Howard Beach

Montgomery and Selma go ask Congress

25 years, change hasn't meant progress

In Chicago you live on the south or the west side

But just like the townships try moving in outside