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In a Manhattan courthouse, the air is thick and old,
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A story of a powerful man, and secrets to be sold.
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They talk of hush money, and ledgers lined with dread,
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Twelve faces in a jury box, hang on each word that's said.
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From a tower made of gold, down to a witness stand,
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A chapter's closing on a ruler of the land.
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Oh, the headlines they fly, like the leaves in a gale,
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But it's the same old story, it's the same human tale.
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A fight for the crown, a cry in the street,
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The bitter and the hopeful, the victory and defeat.
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And I sing what I see, on this long, winding road,
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Just another heavy, heavy, human load.
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On the campus green, where the ivy used to climb,
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The students pitch their tents, trying to buy back time.
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With banners for the fallen, in a land so far away,
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They raise their youthful voices, for what they need to say.
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The sirens sing their answer, the lines are drawn in blue,
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They say the price of speaking up is a fight to see it through.
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Oh, the headlines they fly, like the leaves in a gale,
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But it's the same old story, it's the same human tale.
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A fight for the crown, a cry in the street,
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The bitter and the hopeful, the victory and defeat.
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And I sing what I see, on this long, winding road,
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Just another heavy, heavy, human load.
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Down in Texas and in Iowa, the sky turned jealous green,
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The meanest looking twister that you ever could have seen.
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It took the roofs from houses, and the church bell from its tower,
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A reminder of nature's awesome, terrifying power.
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And in the flattened fields, they search among the wood,
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For a neighbor's photograph, to make things understood.
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Some folks pray for justice, some folks pray for peace,
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Some just pray the shouting's gonna finally find release.
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From the courtroom to the quad, to the splintered heartland plain,
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Everyone is searching for a shelter from the strain.
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Oh, the headlines they fly, like the leaves in a gale,
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But it's the same old story, it's the same human tale.
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A fight for the crown, a cry in the street,
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The bitter and the hopeful, the victory and defeat.
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And I sing what I see, on this long, winding road,
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Just another heavy, heavy, human load.
Lissin Team
· Jun 18, 2026
Morning News Ballad
The Heavy Human Load
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