White China

When pale turns to pink, with the soft unnerving ease
And all you’ve built around, may just tumble to the ground
We stand or fall, with your future in another’s hands
We stand or fall, when your life is not your own
When white turns to red in the not too distant days
Will force and misery, be the life you have to lead?
We stand or fall, with your children in another’s world
We stand or fall, when your town is not your own
White China, white China
When crimson takes a hold, the lights go down on all you’ve ever known
When all you’ll ever do is worked out for you
We stand or fall, when the thoughts you have are not your own
We stand or fall, oh, when the freedom slips away
White China, white China
White China, white China
White China, white China