My Design - Strike Anywhere

This is a call to wake

The sleeping army, dreaming for

An end to 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 it’s over and it’s over

It falls, it passes 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 sisters feet, to find

You’ve tied my daughter’s hands

And you’re walling in her mind

We throw, we throw

Our hearts against the wall

We grow, we grow

The will to make it…

Fall, it passes through me

It falls, and you won’t be mistaking me

It falls, inside us, inside

It falls, and it passes right, right through me

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

When it falls

When it falls

When it falls

When it falls

When it falls

When it falls