Release
Ursula Rucker Lyrics


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Release... your heart, my heart...
release, release...
your heart, my heart... release

When, planes be crashing
And blood written
checks be cashing
To fund builders
who build pillars from
Ash and debris, from
Bones and metal, from
Fathers and daughters
and friends
and memories and hate
When suicide bombers
Be bombing
And high alerts
Be sounding
and never calming
Peoples' fears
and fright that,
Jesus is coming
That, world is ending
When, wars be waged
When, lives be sacrificed
not saved but never lost
When sense of security
be rattled found false
When skies were quiet
and clear and quiet
And blue that day
When, everything changed
What changed?
Who really changed?

Release...
your heart, my heart...
release, release...
your heart, my heart

Release your heart

So here I stand...
at the crossroads of my life
Do I choose plata or plomo?
Silver or lead

When boys be dying
on blocks everyday
An the TV
and the paper don't never say
Nothing about them
When tattered yellow paper flags
be taped
to forgotten project windows
When billowing waving flags
be perched
on car tops of bigots
And crooked politicians
Has anything changed?
What changed?
Who really changed?

When towers be falling
And Babylon be calling...
your name, my name
How will we answer?

With dread?
With faith?




With misplaced power
or power of prayer?

Overall Meaning

The song "Release" by Ursula Rucker is a thought-provoking piece that delves into the many tragedies that happen in the world. It starts with a harrowing picture of plane crashes, bloody violence, and the building of pillars from ash and debris. The imagery of fathers and daughters along with friends and memories and hatred left behind is haunting. The song also touches on issues like suicide bombings, high alerts that never calm people's fears, and the belief that the world is ending. The line, "When, everything changed, What changed? Who really changed?" highlights the idea that things may seem to get better on a surface level, but deep down, has anything truly changed? The chorus, "Release your heart, my heart... release, release... your heart, my heart... release" echoes the idea of releasing our emotions and letting go of the pain and trauma that the world often brings.


The second verse explores the many social injustices that go unnoticed, even when boys are dying on blocks every day. The media may not bring light to the issue, but that does not mean it is not happening. The neglect that these boys experience is emphasized by the tattered yellow paper flags taped to their forgotten project windows. Despite the flags waving on bigots' car tops and crooked politicians who continue to stay in power, the question remains: Has anything changed? The final stanza of the song poses the ultimate question, "When towers be falling And Babylon be calling your name, my name, how will we answer? With dread? With faith? With misplaced power or power of prayer?" This line brings attention to the fact that everyone must face tragedy at some point, and how we respond to it defines who we are.


Line by Line Meaning

Release... your heart, my heart...
Let go of your innermost feelings and emotions


release, release...
Let it all out, don't hold back


your heart, my heart... release
We both need to release what's inside


When, planes be crashing
During times of disaster and tragedy


And blood written
Violence and death are rampant


checks be cashing
People profit from others' misfortune


To fund builders
Money is made off of destruction


who build pillars from
Creating something new out of what was destroyed


Ash and debris, from
The remnants of devastation are used to construct something new


Bones and metal, from
Even the remains of those who perished are utilized


Fathers and daughters
No one is immune to the violence


and friends
Even those closest to us are lost


and memories and hate
The aftermath is filled with both good and bad recall


When suicide bombers
Acts of terror are commonplace


Be bombing
Explosions and destruction are happening all around


And high alerts
People are constantly on edge and anxious


Be sounding
Alarms are blaring


and never calming
It seems like there will never be peace again


Peoples' fears
Anxieties and worries are rampant


and fright that,
The terror is real


Jesus is coming
The end of the world is near


That, world is ending
The future is bleak and uncertain


When, wars be waged
Countries and factions are pitted against each other in battles


When, lives be sacrificed
People are dying for causes and beliefs


not saved but never lost
Lives may not be preserved, but they are never forgotten


When sense of security
The feeling of safety and protection


be rattled found false
Is shattered and proven to be an illusion


When skies were quiet
A time of calm and peace


and clear and quiet
A serene and tranquil period of time


And blue that day
A day when everything seemed right in the world


When, everything changed
A moment in time when the world was turned upside down


What changed?
What happened to cause such a dramatic shift?


Who really changed?
What do we need to do to fix what's been broken?


So here I stand...
Reflecting on my own life


at the crossroads of my life
Trying to make a decision about which direction to go in


Do I choose plata or plomo?
Do I choose money or bullets?


Silver or lead
A choice between wealth or death


When boys be dying
Young men are losing their lives


on blocks everyday
In the streets where they live and grow up


An the TV
Despite the constant news coverage


and the paper don't never say
These deaths go unnoticed and unreported


Nothing about them
These young men aren't given a voice


When tattered yellow paper flags
A sign of mourning and remembrance


be taped
Displayed on windows to honor the fallen


to forgotten project windows
Homes in low-income neighborhoods


When billowing waving flags
A symbol of national pride


be perched
Displayed on cars or houses


on car tops of bigots
Those who use these symbols to promote hate


And crooked politicians
Leaders who act in their own self-interest


Has anything changed?
Things seem to be remaining the same


When towers be falling
A moment when the world stopped turning


And Babylon be calling...
A call for help to rebuild and recover


your name, my name
Everyone is impacted by the tragedy


How will we answer?
What will we do in response?


With dread?
Will we give in to despair?


With faith?
Will we cling to hope and trust?


With misplaced power
Will we resort to violence or aggression?


or power of prayer?
Will we turn to a higher power for guidance and support?




Writer(s): Ursula Desire Rucker, Luis F. Vega Copyright: Schacht Music Inc. O.B.O. Smv Schacht Musikverlage Gmbh

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