I would talk about principles and mouth my beliefs
And say what we're doing is wrong
I would stumble on through all the good I can teach
How, slowly, we're getting it done
I would talk about action, how we'll take a stand
The rock through the window, the bomb in my hand
I was searching for the wrecking ball to reconcile the message I received
Could I save them all and cut - could I cut off the leash?
Could I ever let those wicked things be?
Could I watch them fall, their gods and all, as we fill the street?
Could I ever think we'd really have them beat?
The guard on the mountain, the guns in the sand,
The pig in the pulpit, the lord of the land?
I was looking for the movement or the passion that we thought would never leave
But it's hard when you're waiting alone and the help that you need is yet to arrive
Then it's gone and it starts back again and it feels like it's new, like it's different this time
Now the signs are gone, they're moving on, it's hard when you're old
Oh this time, I really don't know
I'm lying low and waiting for the moment we'll go
Change this world we promised below
And so we were bound to - or so we demand
And so it was destined - or so it was planned
I was taken as the messenger - the messenger for words I don't believe
I was taken as the messenger - the messenger for words I still believe
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