18th of July on the banks of a not well known river
I started a journey to where I am now
Troubled soul, troublemaker guided by the drums of my creator
Toward a rhythm and rhyme, a melody line of a song called freedom
Which once heard will never leave your head
We are people born of sound
The songs are in our eyes
Gonna wear them like a crown
Walk out into the street
Sing your heart out
This love it can't be beat
We’re neither down nor out
There's nothing you have that I need
While I can breathe
Breathe, while I can breathe
All those who stood together fist in air now know this
That real division is not a scar on the land
But in the heart of every man
Who began as a kiss
Not to resist, a knotted fist
Now an open hand, open face, an open page
Where history might rewrite its rage
I started a journey to where I am now
Troubled soul, troublemaker guided by the drums of my creator
Toward a rhythm and rhyme, a melody line of a song called freedom
Which once heard will never leave your head
We are people born of sound
The songs are in our eyes
Gonna wear them like a crown
Walk out into the street
Sing your heart out
This love it can't be beat
We’re neither down nor out
There's nothing you have that I need
While I can breathe
Breathe, while I can breathe
All those who stood together fist in air now know this
That real division is not a scar on the land
But in the heart of every man
Who began as a kiss
Not to resist, a knotted fist
Now an open hand, open face, an open page
Where history might rewrite its rage
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