The Movement

Slow the banner we march behind
We keep the slogan from ever dying
I move the world true to time
revolution is on my mind

should archeologists have bones to find
and it be dwellings of the quelled they’re dwelling
let them follow the fists aligned where
I feel in my bones I am already

hell and heaven once combined to space
a life apart for my conscious state
till I wrote The People into my will
for control over where we’ll go from here

So see you around in a hundred years
though at times The Movement dissipates
the dreams of fathers defer to sons
The Revolution awaken to liberate


-Tone.Are