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 My father came from  in 1905
 He was  when he immigrated from Japan
  worked until he was able to buy - to actually build a store
 
 Let me  you the story in the form of a dream,
 I don't know why I have to tell it but I know  it means,
  your eyes, just picture the scene,
 As I paint  for you, it was World War II,
 When this man named  woke up,
 Ken was not  soldier,
 He was just a man with a family who owned a store in 
 That day, he crawled out of  like he always did,
 Bacon and  with wife and kids,
 He lived on  second floor of a little store he ran,
 He moved to  from Japan,
 They called him 
 In Japanese, he'd say he was called 
  meant 'First Generation In The United States,'
 When everyone was afraid of the Germans,  of the Japs,
 But most of all afraid  a homeland attack,
  that morning when Ken went out on the doormat,
 His  went black 'cause,
 Right there; front  news,
 Three weeks before 
 "Pearl  Been Bombed And The Japs Are Comin'"
 Pictures of  dyin' and runnin',
 Ken knew what it would lead 
 Just like he guessed, the  said,
 "The evil Japanese in  home country will be locked away,"
 They gave Ken, a couple  days,
 To get  whole life packed in two bags,
  two bags, couldn't even pack his clothes,
 Some folks didn't  have a suitcase, to pack anything in,
 So two trash bags is  they gave them,
 When  kids asked mom "Where are we goin'?"
 Nobody even knew what to say  them,
 Ken didn't wanna  he said "The US is lookin' for spies,
 So we have to live  a place called Manzanar,
 Where a lot  Japanese people are,"
 Stop it  look at the gunmen,
 You don't wanna get the soldiers 
 If you gonna run  not,
 'Cause if you run  you might get shot,
 Other than that try not to think  it,
 Try not to worry 'bout it; bein'  crowded,
  we'll get out, someday, someday.
 
 As soon as war  out
 The F.B.I. came  they just come to the house and
 "You  to come"
 "All the Japanese have  go"
  took Mr. Lee
 People didn't understand
 Why did they  to take him?
 Because he's  laborer laborer
 
 So now they're in a  with soldiers surroundin' them,
  day, every night look down at them,
 From watch towers  on the wall,
 Ken couldn't really hate them at 
 They were just doin'  job and,
 He  gonna make any problems,
 He had a little  with vegetables and fruits that,
 He gave to the troops  a basket his wife made,
  in the back of his mind, he wanted his families life saved,
  of war in their own damn country,
 What for?
  passed in the prison town,
 He wanted them to live it down when they were 
 The only way out was  the army,
 And  some men went out for the army, signed on,
 And ended  flyin' to Japan with a bomb,
 That 15 kilotonne blast, put an end to the  pretty fast,
 Two cities were blown to bits; the end  the war came quick,
 Ken got out, big hopes of a normal life, with his kids and his 
 But, when they got back to their 
 What they  made them feel so alone,
 These people had  every room,
 Smashed in  windows and bashed in the doors,
 Written on the walls and the 
  not welcome anymore."
 And  dropped both of his bags at his sides and just stood outside,
 He, looked at his wife  words to say,
  looked back at him wiping tears away,
 And, said  we'll be okay, someday,"
 Now the names have been changed, but the  true,
 My  was locked up back in '42,
 My family  there it was dark and damp,
 And  called it an internment camp
 
 When we first got back from camp... 
 It was...  pretty bad
 
 I, I remember  husband said
 "Are we gonna stay  last?"
 Then my husband died before they close  camp.