Figures fading out
of sight
Merely shadows
'gainst the night
Can only hope we did
it right
But we're walking,
walking on
Drink the poison,
stop our ears
Now just wait for
sixty years
Please come faster,
end our fears
And we're treading,
treading on
Pain and hate but no
more grief
Walk 'tween faith
and disbelief
Hope that moment
will be brief
Still we're
plodding, plodding on
Cross the threshold,
close the door
We can't turn back
anymore
Won the battle, lost
the war
Yet we're marching,
marching on
So do we walk toward
black or white?
And will we pass
from peace or fight?
Someone tell us of
the plight!
Help us struggle,
struggle on
But we won't know
until we try
If we'll fall or if
we'll fly
Fin'lly learning how
to die
So we're moving,
moving on
A life we're not
designed to keep
Dust to dust,
eternal sleep
Just an echo o'er
the deep
Now we're going,
going, gone
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