When unity inspires me to be those things I wanna be,
I let the air enrapture me, to laugh through me, and capture me,
and drag me out across the floor, and show me what a heart is for,
to teach me to communicate, and move me to facilitate,
massaging out the swollen knots of refugees sleeping in cots
and helping all of those who’ve got to give it to those who have not.
And lifting up a camera lens the time has come now to pretend
that I am a non-entity: no baggage of identity
Now disappear into the void, and cavalier right through the noise
and hear the aching beggars’ sighs, and all the lonely victims’ cries:
No more excuses, no more dreams, the future’s no longer unseen
we’ll build it with an iron back, and reel in all the rotting slack
everything’s always in our hands, on courage stands all we demand
open yr eyes, and sew yr heart, each single soul must play a part.
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