This is a call

to wake

the sleeping army

dreaming for

end the fear

in our hearts

for the last time

a shared vision

love's transmission through

the hollow days ahead

a hope

for where we grow

when its over

and its over

it falls

it passes right through me

it falls

and you won't be mistaking me

it falls

inside us

inside

it falls

it passes right

right through me

and we find out

what will remain

one day

I will wake up to find

you've bound my sister's feet

to find you've tied my daughter's hands

and you are walling in her mind

we throw

our hearts against the wall

we grow

the will to make it

fall

so we are living in a five hundred year old

prison in the mind in the heart where they

take your intelligence and your faith is torn

apart by culture state and power come together

and they steal all the light inside of us

everything that's real

when it falls