The Uprising

This is the sound
Its rising into the foreground
Its calling out
All the antiquated rules
Can you feel the embers rising?
Fires are blazing
Tongues keep talking
What’s ours to win
Is ours to loose
Lets sharpen wits
And gather knowledge
One by one we’ll start this army
March the streets they’ll scream in envy
You can’t push us, push us underground
This is the sound
Its rising into the foreground
Its calling out
All the antiquated rules
And though the ground swell is growing
I admit we’re not all knowing
And though we’re carving solutions
With hope for resolutions we stand
To the punks and the protests
And those fighting for progress
The inconvenient truth
Is that the power’s with you
This is the sound
Its rising into the foreground
Its calling out
All the antiquated rules
Can you feel the embers rising?
Fires are blazing
Tongues keep talking
What’s ours to win
Is ours to loose
Lets sharpen wits
And gather knowledge
One by one we’ll start this army
March the streets they’ll scream in envy
You can’t push us, push us underground
This is the sound
Its rising into the foreground
Its calling out
All the antiquated rules