Scott SK Miller – His-Story Lyrics
Artist: Scott SK Miller
Song: His-Story
Yo, okay
I really don’t know what to say right now
Just listen
Just listen, okay
Yo, imagine this: it’s august 6th, 1945
Matsumoto hitoshi was 15
At the time the world was raging
The planet was spinning crazy
Little did he know the little boy was invading
Through the sky it travelled on a crash course with history
Scissoring through fate til that fateful fall at 8:15
He lost everything; all his family perished in an instant
Instantly vaporized to memories
See his home is hiroshima, itsukaichi
Near the cross{?}, man it’s frightening
I say, “hiroshima”, and you know why, precisely
But the river runs deep
Follow me; this is just the first scene
“a short time ago, an american airplane droppеd one bomb on hiroshima, and destroyed its usеfulness to the enemy”
Fast-forward: not sure how the man survived
But now he’s grown, four kids, and a wonderful wife
Got a life built on heartache and hard work
Rarely speaks on the past; god knows his scars hurt
But he still stands
Like the city itself
Buried in the ashes, but the spirit is well
From the concrete, life brings a new day
Til his daughter brings home a man from u.s.a
How could they understand or tolerate decisions made
An entire race connected to his inner pain
His wife won’t allow relationships so blasphemous
Tells her daughter “there’s no way you can marry americans
That’s just the way it is. sorry, but it can’t happen.”
Tears fall, dreams shatter
Then hitoshi does something i’ll never understand
Reaches to his daughter and says, “if you love this man
His race shouldn’t matter. he wasn’t born then
Never mind my past. the future is important.”
This kind o’ sympathy i can’t begin to comprehend
His daughter’s overjoyed, and soon marries the american
They took flight overseas to start their family
With reminders of the history so vividly
Amid the energy of negativity
Seeds were blossoming, like the cherry trees
Sakura{?}
Two boys: the offspring of the love once frowned upon
Remainders of the 6th, when they dropped that bomb
And now this is where my story comes into play
’cause the daughter is my mother, so that day affects my fate
Now my grandpa’s passed. the city has forgiven
But my generation has its own epidemic
The f#ckin’ hate i see on the day-to-day—i can’t relate
’cause i wouldn’t be alive if he spread his pain
All i see is retaliate, and the fight of race
Who should marry who, “god” this, and “i hate gays”
Why do you care which religion they praise to?
On that note, how does what i think affect you?
Why does it offend you? the type of love inside
Why can’t we learn from each other? always gotta fight?
“i don’t know” is right, but i don’t need to be
You can be you, and i can be at peace
That we disagree but find a harmony
To me, it sounds easy
Lookin’ back at my past, i can see who i should be
What i strive for, probably what i write for
’cause that bomb came a life-force, and much more
That i need to learn; sort through the rubble
Outside your own bubble the path can get muddled but
It never hurts to at least attempt to understand
My story’s from japan
But the river runs deep
Thank you, hitoshi
Hope your message doesn’t stop at me
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From the album:
The Red, White and Black [Explicit]
Release Year: 2017
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