A Letter To My Friend (Never Again)

Hey love,

I’ve been thinkin’, the air’s gone strange.
We built a bridge, but fear made the range.
When did caring turn into crime?
Since when did heartbeats choose a side in time?

You think my tears forgot their tribe,
But pain’s one language, that’s the vibe.
If I cry for Gaza, do I leave you dry?
Or can both our ghosts learn to sigh and fly?

I’m not your enemy, babe, I’m the echo that remains.
Every love I add don’t steal your chains.
Peace ain’t a prize that one can win;
It’s a wound that heals when we let it begin.

Oh, Bananasutra sings again…

Your roots run deep in haunted clay,
I feel that tremor every day.
But if walls keep empathy out of sight,
Ain’t we just living in longer nights?

You guard your story like sacred wine,
But I sip my sorrow... it tastes like thine.
Can’t “never again” be a door, not a wall?
Must one rise so another can fall?

I’m not your rival, love, I’m the ache that understands,
Two trembling souls with open hands.
My heart don’t subtract when it starts to expand;
It multiplies truth in foreign lands.

Pain is pain; it don’t wear flags.
It needs no borders, no tags.
Fear’s a thief, babe, it steals our sight,
Makes day look wrong and wrong look right.

Would you rather win, or rather heal?
Would you rather numb, or rather feel?
If trust could hum a new refrain,
Would you hear my note through your pain?

I’m not against you, I’m just against cruel.
Love ain’t a weapon; it’s the rebel’s rule.
Let’s rewrite Never Again for all,
’Cause peace built on pride’s just another wall.

So hey, my friend, come dance instead?
We’ll sing for the living, not just the dead.
Bananasutra’s heart don’t bend,
It blooms, it breaks, it mends. 🪽