I don't want to be better like you Lust in your heart and I'm searching for truth I don't want to be right by your side Burning your cross then telling your lies I don't want to wear a hood on my head Shout praise to god and then dealing in death This is not the devil making his plans Men in high places and shaking of hands
I feel I'm ready.
(Martin Luther King: With this faith, we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith, we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith, we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, with this faith, we will be able to stand up for freedom together...)
Make yours mine What's the point in holding onto time? I've forgotten What's the point in holding on?
I won't make a man fall to his knees Beg for his life and then pray for release Sheets of white clothed leaders of men Colour their hands in the colour of red
I feel I'm ready.
(Martin Luther King: With this faith, we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith, we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith, we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together...)
Make yours mine What's the point in holding onto time? I've forgotten What's the point in holding on?
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