Memories of a tremblin’ man
Eyes wide with the book in his hand
Memories of a tremblin’ man
I see him shake with the sentiment

I wanna say hi
So hi
It’s clear that you won’t say hey
Didn’t say why
So why
Couldn’t you leave without pulling away?
Was it cuz I put you on a pedestal?
Was it cuz I reached like i needed a save?
Now tell me, did you feel uncredible?
Or just see youth in the thick of a phase?
Man I tell ya, I never saw a one like you
Lookin’ at life like a child might do
Gettin thrilled at the sight, so filled with the light, 
Still willing to fight for the right to build the whole world new 

I found you in the news
I spent time just searchin’ your name
It’s true, it’s true
Said you caught a charge when the protest flamed
Said they went to Crown Heights 
Searchin your room, fulla books they never read
Hopin’ they could find some proof 
Just to turn those screws 
Hang a crime on a good man’s head, good God
Do you still find, still find 
A little bit of hope? Don’t stop, stay bright
Do you still like, still like 
A little bit of smoke, slow walk, late night?
So faraway, to me still the realest
So faraway, you’d make a smart tattoo
Faraway, while you battle with the villains
I’m in Iowa, but I should fight like you

You’d speak of the sea
Speak of the snow
Like you’d talk about God
Who it seemed you could know
And I’d follow, you’d say
“To wander’s the Way”
I’m still in town tryna grow up and deal
You’ve been on the ground puttin’ shoulder to wheel
Yeah Wide awake
In the field
Had to fight
Actively 
Didn’t need
Acolytes
Up front where the tide might turn or fall
 You’re firm, resolved
And in front of the judge with your hands cuffed up 
You looked 10 foot tall

I found you in the news
I spent time just searchin’ your name
It’s true, it’s true
Said you caught a charge when the protest flamed
Said they went to Crown Heights 
Searchin your room fulla books they never read
Hopin’ they could find some proof 
Just to turn those screws 
Hang a crime on a good man’s head, good god
Do you still find, still find 
A little bit of hope? Don’t stop, stay bright
Do you still like, still like 
A little bit of smoke, slow walk, late night?
So faraway, to me still the realest
So faraway, you’d make a smart tattoo
Faraway, while you battle with the villains
I’m in Iowa, but I should fight like you