Mornings calling, stagger through the haze, blinded in a daze, pick yourself up off your feet, hear the drum remember the beat, to answer the call, they come, walking tall, one may rise, another may fall, courage on the street, never admit defeat, turn the corner, see the sign on peoples faces, different times, different races from different places, different rhymes for the masses, free backstage passes, destorying social standards for the ruling classes, information upheaval, financial retreival, economic crisis, the man trying to fight us, trying to silence the sound, were all on the push, moving toward, moving foward, universally bored, were soldiers taking orders, covering ground, moving cross borders, building it up and tearing it down.

ONE LOVE!!!

ONE POWER!!!

Stand tall, man of the hour, a towering force, carving our course, rolling unheeded without aim, through darkness, without desire, luster, or name.
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