We're holding the yolk before it slips
Through our bruised hands
We’ve built this home
Where half the floor is sunk
Just half the ceiling still holding on
Our heart is calling for a change
Oh father, we're hoping for that change
Might get loud
We're hoping for a change
It’s time now
People are changing
Might get loud
We're calling for a change
Don't rest now
Flaming words bursting through the chest
Kept for so long
Moldy souls finally unchained
Rushing through the pores, entwined
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