Walkin' On

Artists : Ballydowse : Walkin' On

Can't hear their hearts beating. Can't
Smell the sweat in which they bathe.
Her hand grops for a crust of hope
mine wastes everything she craves. I've
never known true hunger, shackles have
never graced these hands but I've lost the
sacredness of life, I'm choking on the fat
of our land.

We're walking on and we won't wait for
you to suss what we're gonna do.
Debating inaction, well, it's too late, hands
to the plow and we're never turning back.
Left you standing at the crossroads.
you're the solution but you're stuck on
hold. The world we change is the world
we touch, never do nothing if you talk
too much.

We reject your endless hoard, in fear
you build your hives. No longer wishing
to be a part we leave your gods and their
ways behind us. A vapor is the length of
life, mine disappears in the warming sun.
I wanna look my children in the eye and
tell 'em which side I'm fighting on.

On the brink of movement desires shiver
and intentions feeze, forever labeled
tomorrow the day we'll risk our life of
ease. One dawn we come to life, one dusk
we will return, but in the time between
these times I wanna strike a match and
watch injustice burn.