we're going to gather in a wheel
we're going to live inside the drum
we're going to find our sense of place
in the kingdom of the sun
we'll be stronger than soldiers
when we blast the barricade
we'll be knee deep in roses
when we push the big parade
the wind is going to blow
our hearts are going to pound
and the shout from the street
is going to turn this world around
-jeff black
