We Make the Road by Walking

Before the end
Will we say that we resisted falling, falling
Into the viral hate?
This oblivion state
Is not all we are
All we are
No one can tell you
What this life means
Mile after mile
Step after blistered step
Carry all your broken dreams
Mile after mile
Step after blistered step
Step after blistered step
So will I call out the cops and priests
That numb my understanding?
Protest to survive
It’s not over
It’s all of us
No one can tell you
What this life means
Mile after mile
Step after blistered step
Carry all your broken dreams
Mile after mile
Step after blistered step
Step after blistered step
No one can tell me
What this life means
Mile after mile
Step after blistered step
I’ll carry all your broken dreams
Mile after mile
Step after blistered step
Step after blistered step
Hit it when the lights are gone
Hit it when the lights are gone
In the wake of every failed politics
Hit it when the lights are gone
The cynical laughter in the halls of broken trusts
Hit it when the lights are gone
Our restless frequency scours the static
Hit it when the lights are gone
Stand united
We are all the ones on the outside
Hit it when the lights are gone
Hit it when the lights are gone
Hit it when the lights are gone
Hit it when the lights are gone