The driver shouted out,
"time to turn this around,
Wipe the dust and spit from his face."

Out loud
Sang starvation and blight
Gone from the light and

We're so tired of running

We can move

The finish line
We can move
But we won't be left behind


Doubling over
Buckling under

Left behind
We waste the daylight
Burn in the night to find

The words of violence
And history's silence
To answer the question

Is this human kind?

Sing!


Is all our innocence
Driven underground?

Are these electronic gallows
For the urgent sound
With our tendons cut h

Ow do we run for sport
But we're so tired of running
We can lose

In the sun
We can lose
But all we have to win is one


Doubling over
Buckling under

Win is one
We waste the daylight
Burn in the night to find

Win is one
Words of violence
And history's silence

Win as one
Won't answer the question
Is this human kind?