Lyrics: Emilie Gassin
Music: Emilie Gassin/Matthieu Gonet/Benjamin Violet
Sitting in the silence
Sometimes it’s the loudest thing
Somewhere in the violence
There’s an opening
Feel it in your waters
Somethin’ here has gotta move
For your sons and for your daughters
We all got something here to prove
What do you think about it?
What do you think about it
Brother?
What do you think about it?
What do you think about it
Mother?
But the question here
Has never been so clear
What do I think about it?
What am I gonna do about it?
He who turns away
A blind man he will always be
Not because he doesn’t feel
He just pretends he doesn’t see
But you can feel the heat
It’s burning right upon your back
The problem always comes a knocking
Ratatatatat ratatatatat
What do you think about it?
What do you think about it
Brother?
What do you think about it?
What do you think about it
Mother?
But the question here
Has never been so clear
What do I think about it?
What am I gonna do about it?