What will they say of us, one hundred years from now,
When they look back on these unhappy days?
They'll shake their heads at how so many swallowed lies;
That dog eat dog so long went undefeated
Will they curse us then, that so much death crept in?
There was so little left to build again.
Or will their smiles salute, and like a song recall
The ones who through it all, went undefeated?
I'm tired of wearing thin these same old words of rage
Some days the bad guys win, but nothing's changed
For though the language fail and the nerves of love grow numb
Somehow we carry on, undefeated.
Holding all people's lives to be of equal worth
More dear than the money talk, or the tricks of the state
The hands that work no wrong, the breath that lifts the song
The hearts that hold each other, undefeated.
The hands that work no wrong, the breath that lifts the song
The hearts that hold each other, undefeated.
The hands that work no wrong, the breath that lifts the song
The hearts that hold each other, undefeated.
The hands that work no wrong, the breath that lifts the song
The hearts that hold each other, undefeated.
The hands that work no wrong, the breath that lifts the song
The hearts that hold each other, undefeated.
The hands that work no wrong, the breath that lifts the song
The hearts that hold each other, undefeated.