Children of the Revolution
"Not just a song, marching orders." - jt goray
"It's not over until we're done drawing breath." - adam
Lyrics
They say this is the land of the free
That we be sons of liberty
But I can't see for these colors in my eyes
We die out there day by day
The hours we worship as their slaves
And my blood boils, I guess I've not grown wise.
Children of the Revolution, where does my freedom lie?
Children of the Revolution, where do I draw the line?
Children of the Revolution, where do I fight or die?
This land of the brave can't be
When our leaders hide when we stand by the sea
I can't stand still as they drop the cage on me
I'll no longer hear their lies
They raise their flags over empty skies
And I can see that they all fear my cries.
Children of the Revolution, where does my freedom lie?
Children of the Revolution, where do I draw the line?
Children of the Revolution, where do I fight or die?
I hear the arriving day
When I must rise or lie down in a grave
I must burn or become the phoenix flame
The corner is turning now
I will not bow before false crown
I'll have no kings or tyrants gone insane.
Children of the Revolution, where does my freedom lie?
Children of the Revolution, where do I draw the line?
Children of the Revolution, where do I fight or die?
They say that I should let it be
That America land of the free
Has never been that free anyway
But I just can't let it lie
To let my love of freedom die
And so I raise my voice and I say -
Children of the Revolution
Children of the Revolution
Children of the Revolution
Children of the Revolution, where does my freedom lie?
Children of the Revolution, where do I draw the line?
Children of the Revolution, where do I fight or die?
- Daisy Cutter, 2002
Updated Wednesday 28, January 2004
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