A Republic, If You Can Count to 51
A republic, if you can count to fifty-one,The fight’s not over, it’s just begun.
[Verse 1]
In marble halls they whisper slow,
Behind the flags where the shadows grow,
Forty-nine stand firm, fifty-one must rise,
To break the chains and clear the lies.
The floor is cold, the air’s grown thin,
They talk of rules that boxed us in,
But the thunder rolls from every side —
It’s time to let the people decide.
[Chorus]
A republic, if you can count to fifty-one,
The fight’s not over, it’s just begun.
No filibuster ghosts to steal the sun,
Let the people’s voice be the only one.
[Verse 2]
They call it order, they call it grace,
But power hides in the smallest space,
A single rule from a dying time,
Still echoes through the filibuster’s rhyme.
The Founders wrote by candle flame,
“Let the vote reveal the name,”
And every voice, both lost and won,
Is crying out — “let the count be done!”
[Chorus]
A republic, if you can count to fifty-one,
The fight’s not over, it’s just begun.
No silver tongues or shadows spun,
Let the daylight in — and the deed be done.
[Bridge]
Oh, the marble trembles, the curtains shake,
The old guard fears the dawn will break,
But freedom’s not a privilege kept —
It’s earned by those who never slept.
[Final Chorus]
A republic, if you can count to fifty-one,
Let the tide turn, let the truth outrun,
Through the noise and smoke, through every gun,
Democracy whispers — we are one.
[Outro]
Count the voices, count the years,
Count the courage through the fears.
A republic stands when the count is done,
If you can count… to fifty-one.