[Verse 1]
I picked a flower from the grave
Of my great-grandmother's pain
She whispers quietly to me
Teaching me to fight for thee
[Verse 2]
Tied to horses, dragged through fields
Still, our souls would never yield
Caged in carnivals of death
Punished with the white man's wrath
[Verse 3]
Your daughter cut the supplejack
For the whip upon her back
Bled for speaking her own tongue
Still, the white man never won
[Verse 4]
Listen now, I will not cease
To resist and strive for peace
They can take me by my hair
I will not falter, I will not fear
[Verse 5]
Great-grandmother, hear my cry
Wipe these tears from my eyes
I will sing till my last breath
I will not let them forget
I will not let them forget
I Picked A Flower From The Grave was written by Theia.
I Picked A Flower From The Grave was produced by Theia.
Theia released I Picked A Flower From The Grave on Fri Nov 07 2025.