Can you feel how things are changing?
And do you recognize that noise?
A bitter wind; the storm is raging
But will you ever raise your voice?
%$# are calling for the brave to take a stand
To leave the shadows
To take command
If I go there
I’ll belong there
I will live and I will die there
I am gonna be a dancer in the rain
Will we ever make a difference?
Will Goliath ever fall?
We are stained by our indifference
Which is the gravest sin of all
The storm is approaching; we can no longer hide
We’ll face the changes, or we will be swept up by the tide
If I go there
I’ll belong there
I will live and I will die there
I am gonna be a dancer in the rain
If I go there
I’ll belong there
I will live and I will die there
I am gonna be a dancer in the rain
© depresleys, 2009