#thisisarevolution

This is only the start You’re only opening the book You’re only on the first line of what’s going to take a little while I hope you don’t hold your breath because they revolt like a choir They say the language is dead, well, then why do we speak I hope you understand that my brain is fixed.

Into the next town This is only a revolt.

Enough is enough because we cannot be late Basically, you’ve been defined as “unworthy of love” And I confess, I had placed in my heart the same address but I paint with my words “You’re free, don’t fear, this is just a revolt”.

Into the next town This is only a revolt.

Calm rose: violent wind The only “surrender” tonight, shall not be our own They cannot escape, one if by land, two if by sea Because I saved my money, but it can’t save me And maybe there is blood from the past, but that is not from me They can take away one man, and they can take away his might But they cannot take us all No, they can’t dig a hole the right size to fit all of our dreams They can’t bury me, they can’t bury me We can’t hope that somebody else take our place No, we can’t hope that somebody else take our place.

May the history book read of all of our names Be it blood, be it ink, but at least we were free This is only but a fraction of what I’ve got to say It must be said, it must be said If I leave this earth tonight may it be said that I spoke my peace I spoke with the wrath of his grace Calm rose: come violent wind Oh we stand hand in hand and we walk without fear