Ghosts of Grenfell 2 - LowKey, Kaia

Black snow on a summer’s night

Cold shoulders on a summer’s day

Invisible violence becomes visible

In such a sudden way

Black snow on a summer’s night

Cold shoulders on a summer’s day

Invisible violence becomes visible

Twelve months, no arrests made

The image in our heads stayed

Stressed faces pressed to windows, looking for an escape

Seems they underestimate this corner of the west way

Witnesses to the crime we fear a whitewash is the end game

Minister, what was your relationship with Mark Allen?

Been waiting twelve months for answers, still we can’t have them

Windows to our soul witnessed anguish that you can’t fathom

No disrespect intended, Troubled Water wasn’t our anthem

Carnival on the soul of Kelso Cochrane

What do you think will develop, on the strength of those names?

Over seventy everyday people

No celebrities were left here, picking up pieces of broken memories

No more to big business, fiddling regulations

Grenfell Action Group, the most tragic of vindications

From sympathy of a nation, to most uncomfortable of issues

Our dearly departed please know we love you and we miss you

Calling, still hear them calling

Black snow was falling

From the corners of my mind, I hear you

Calling, still hear them calling

Black snow was falling

From the corners of my mind, I hear you

When invisible violence becomes visible, thinking is uncritical

Listen to some, thinking we’re simple and dumb criminals

Hardened battered hearts, having laughed in a good while

But Stormzy at the Brit Awards made the neighbourhood smile

Out of your mind, if you think we’re satisfied with platitudes

Questions for RBKC, Celotex and Sajid Javid too

As nihilism sets in and the breakdowns start

Slow creep of bureaucratic violence strains our hearts

Feeling like an empty vessel, staring at an empty vessel

Corporate hijack of regulations, very detrimental

Human life, the cost — how can we not be feeling sentimental?

Goosebumps cross your skin when you feel the breath of death against you

Bet you never went through that cursed night of haunted sounds

That wretched cladding falling down, since then death is all around

They say that every storm there is a dawn

Knocking on Heaven’s door, we mourn forever more

Calling, still hear them calling

Black snow was falling

From the corners of my mind, I hear you

Calling, still hear them calling

Black snow was falling

From the corners of my mind, I hear the

A place where the flames took everything that is sacred

We’re planting seeds for trees we might not sit in the shade of

Combustible and still legal, regulations feel feeble

Never again, moment neoliberalism kills people

For innocence tarnished and beauty that was lost

Regulations disregarded, it’s the human that’s the cost

Hotels, hospitals and schools

How could we forget that

Up and down the country there’s people sleeping in death traps

We’re (calling)

For an end to the disdain

Better bow your heads in silence when we’re mentioning their names

We are (calling)

For survivors rehoused in the best place

Still we demonstrate against bonfires of red tape

We’re (calling)

For the companies and council held accountable

Climbing up the mountain though its height seems insurmountable

(Calling)

From the bottom of our lungs —

Truth, justice and peace for all of the lost ones

Calling, still hear them calling

Black snow was falling

From the corners of my mind, I hear you

Calling, still hear them calling

Black snow was falling

From the corners of my mind, I hear the

The blood is on your hands, there’ll be ashes on your grave

Like a phoenix, we will rise

The blood is on your hands, there’ll be ashes on your grave

Like a phoenix, we will rise

We will never give up

We will never give in

We will never give out

We will rise

We will rise

We will never give up

We will never give in

We will never give out

We will rise

We will rise