25 years of my life and still,4 non blondes
Tryin' to to get up that great big hill of hope,
for a destination.
I realized quickly when I knew I should ,
That the world was made up of this brotherhood of man,
For whatever that means.
And so I cry sometimes, when I'm lying in bed
Just to get it all out, what's in my head, then I,
I am feeling, a little peculiar.
And so I wake in the morning, and I step outside
And I take a deep breath, and I get real high, and I,
Scream from the top of my lungs, "What's going on?"
And I say, "Hey yeah yeah hey, hey yeah yeah."
I said, "Hey, what's going on?"
And I try, oh my God, do I try, I try all the time,
in this institution.
And I pray, oh my God, do I pray,
I pray every single day,
For a revolution.