Rise Up Music Project

The wall's already built; 
It just doesn't stretch the border. 
It spans the lands, enacts it's plans: 
Dividing social order. 

Bricks are in our words 
And labor in our care. 
We maintain its sturdy frame 
With blame not ours to share. 

Work again for all when up goes the wall 
Now, crumbling down, our foundations fall. 

The Old Colossus 
Weeping in the harbor: 
Her silenced voice 
Screams out for choice, 
Her bronze now used for armor. 

On stolen land. 
People banned with arbitrary nature. 
We're pacified with facts divided 
Of artificial danger. 

Give me your tired, your poor. 
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free. 
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. 
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me. 
I lift my lamp beside the golden door. 
I lift my lamp beside the golden door.

Matt Halvorson is a musician, writer, activist and father living in Seattle. “Tell me, are you lonely? ‘Cos I am sometimes.” Today’s song was written in response to yesterday’s and tries to consider the need for juxtaposition, like how the light couldn’t shine without the darkness and whatnot. They’re one and the same, just in different places on the scale. Two ends of the same string.

Bubba Holly shares his brand new song, “One of Those Days,” which was written the day it was recorded about the sort of day he was having.

Bubba is a versatile musician who writes and performs in Bubba Holly and the Stargazers, The Time Lords, Bunkin' Cousins, Chief O'Brien and more. He is also a producer and engineer at Twin Lakes Sound Studio, and he is a wedding singer in Minnesota's finest wedding band, Fred Savage and the Unbeatables. Check out BubbaHolly.com to hear more of his music and other projects.