And to fear: a flame
And to burn a crowd that a name
And to right or wrong
And to meek or strong
It is known, just screem it from the wall
Ive willed, Ive walked, Ive read
Ive talked, I know, I know,
Ive been here before
Hey, now we wont be raped
Hey, now we wont be scarred like that
Its the sun that burns
Its the wheel that turns
Its the way we sing that makes em dream
And to christ: a cross
And to me: a chair
I will sit and earn the ransom
From up here