Never Settle

They paved the path that we had forged with our very souls at stake.
And I’m tired, I’m not sure of how much more we can take, 'cause the asphalt’s
burning my feet.
Oh, I can’t believe I’m alive with such resentment for countrymen so depraved.
The trail was tinted red with all the blood that we gave.
They’re trying to bury us alive.
So hey, never settle.
We’re all we’ve got.
They can steal the ground from under our feet.
They can break it, but they can’t take my heart from me.
Remember old Jerome down in High Point?
I’ve been told of a terrible disgrace.
He had a business partner — his name’s been erased.
Some company kidnapped his brainchild, I can’t believe I ever trusted these
organ thieves.
A self made man they drove insane — he prescribed himself a bullet to ease all
the pain: «Take one with alcohol in the parking lot.» Nobody heard the shot,
but we hear the echo today.