We’re going to start right here to set things straight. Make sure we’re all on the same page. That side’s yours. This one’s for me. Agree to disagree. There’s a border in our minds for a reason. To keep us in the times of the season. This side's yours This one’s for me. Agree to disagree. Gender issues & the times have changed. We see sex, sexuality & roles rearranged. That one’s for you. This one’s for me. Agree to disagree. We march in the street to keep the peace. Fists to the sky is our answer to why? We must share this land, these lives, these times. In love...and tranquility. It is for you. And it is for me. Agree to disagree. The locking walls clamp down each day. The unlocked glocks in the hands of flocks Whose intent is to murder & maim. That side’s yours. This one is for me. Agree to disagree. As I lay me down cut down by hounds I look back at the exit wound that was sown by my sounds. That was my message. It was for you...and for me. My name is Lyra McKee...and I agree to disagree.