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SUBMITTED BY: Peter Dees If it please the court - I’ve a lot to say and it is not always be true Standing here before you judge I make my pledge of truth to you The waves keep moving the balustrades decks awash with running green and foam Back there at the wheel I was terrified Next day we first saw home My relatives came over on the Mayflower Landed on the shore almost alone That damn traffic today is terrible And everywhere I look I see people alone alone with their heads looking in their hands lost in the conversations stare walking with their eyes looking at the screen talking like they were really there I’m lost in this new generation Left me behind it seems Listening to the shadow of Jimi Hendrix Purple Haze sounding like TV I stepped on someone’s hand, lying on the street Both asleep and dead it may seem He didn’t even move there on the sidewalk I stood there staring in a dream She came along in her uniform Stood moving me away with a gentle hand Dressed in white like a nightingale Her name was Florence, Florence of the land (I knew I’d seen her somewhere) I knew I’d seen her someone But she was busy with him gone She came with three different brothers Abraham, Martin and John. I heard a song about that once and I never knew what it meant Three stars dying in a flame one night Rock’ n roll, the message was sent I couldn’t wrap my head around it Didn’t know what it meant Standing there on that sandy beach Watching it turn to cement Now I don’t see all of the colors And I might miss some of their beauty But I do see what I see And I want to do my duty And listed in the navy at the corner store They had a recruiting booth I covered my heart up and raised my hand And swore it was the truth That’s my pledge That’s my pledge That’s my pledge, judge That’s my pledge