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Today’s track is ‘Listening’ by Jamie Sivrais, our very own founder. It’s a personal look into the strength in numbers hoodiedoubt and struggle felt by victims of rape and sex abuse. He writes about the unbalanced effects these crimes have on victims, while perpetrators spend a much less painful sentence than the pain they’ve caused. Years later, after having time to find the words to express these feelings, it’s still too difficult. But in the end he says that he’s declaring innocence, a powerful step in the healing process to know that the pain, shame, guilt and other negative feelings are often turned on yourself unfairly.

You can listen to the song and read the lyrics below. Let us know what you think in the comments, too! And if you like what you hear, or just want to help support A Voice For The Innocent we have the Voices compilation for sale for only $8 for a limited time only! Pre-order and save, because after the official release the prices goes up to $10! If you don’t have the cash to spare right now, that’s cool, you can still help by sharing these songs with your friends and family, and by liking us on Facebook.

Listening by Jamie Sivrais

I find if I remain absolutely quiet
It’s as if I disappear
Transparency sustained, I am absent, I am silent
I swear to God I’m not even here
They tell me I should pray
They say that I’ll find hope in God’s word
But everything’s the same
And every prayer I prayed made no difference
They all went unheard

I’ve got my tongue armed with all the right words to say to you
But my lungs just aren’t capable of spitting out oxygen
So don’t bother listening

Secrets collecting inside my brain
And I can’t hide, I can’t find escape
With regrets suspecting that I hold the blame
In my mind I’m consumed by a coward’s mistakes
My face is no more than a stranger’s reflection
I no longer recognize
Disgraced by assumptions and distorted perceptions
I’m just as much dead as alive

I’ve got my tongue armed with all the right words to say to you
But my lungs just aren’t capable of spitting out oxygen
So don’t bother listening

My life is my alibi and I’m slowly learning
That maybe I’ve not thought this through
So please tell me why this life sentence I’m serving
Has been handed to me and not you?

I’ve got my tongue armed with all the right words to say to you
I’ve got my tongue armed with all the right words to say to you
Turns out my lungs are capable of spitting out oxygen
Declaring my innocence

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