If I wrote a song for you
Sing it the best I could do
Would it make you want to stay?
Would it make a difference in any way?
We could rise out of flames
Try this all the same
Would it all be in vain
When we're shackled and chained?
Ode to your mother
Born with wondrous eyes
She held you in the light
While crossing minefield she tried
Your wild minds sing enough to rise
To fight this plight
When we're shackled and chained
When we're shackled and chained
Now we see a rising sun
A different war, another one
A different war, another one
Now we see a rising sun
A different war, another one
A different war, another one
Now we see a rising sun
A different war, another one
A different war, another one
Now we see a rising sun
A different war, another one
A different war, another one
