This is only the start
You're only opening the book
You're only on the first line of
What's gonna take a little while (What's gonna take a little while)
I hope you don't hold your breath
While they revolt like a choir
They say the language is dead
Well, then why do we speak? Why do we speak? Why?
I hope you understand my brain is fixed
My brain is fixed
(Into the next town) This is only a revolt
(Into the next town) This is only a revolt
(Into the next town) This is only a revolt
(Into the next town) This is only a revolt
Enough is enough
Because we cannot be late
Basically, you've been defined as "unworthy of love"
And I confess, and I confess that I had placed in my heart
The same address, and I paint with my words
"You're free, don't fear, this is just a revolt"
This is only a revolt
(Into the next town) This is only a revolt
(Into the next town) This is only a revolt
(Into the next town) This is only a revolt
(Into the next town) This is only a revolt
(Into the next town) This is only a revolt
(Into the next town) This is only a revolt
(Into the next town) This is only a revolt
(Into the next town) This is only a revolt
(Into the next town) This is only a revolt
Enough is enough
Because we cannot be late
Calm rose: Violent wind
The only "surrender" tonight shall not be our own
Well, they cannot escape
One if by land, two if by sea
Because I saved my money, but it can't save me
And maybe there's blood from the past but it's not from me
Oh, they can take away one man, they can take away his might
But they cannot take us all, no, they can't dig a hole the right size
To fit all of our dreams
No, they can't bury me, they can't bury me, oh
We can't hope that somebody else take our place
No, we can't hope that somebody else take our place
The history book's written with all of our names
Be it blood, be it ink, oh, but at least we were free
This is only but a fraction of what I've got to say
But it must be said, it must be said
And if I leave this earth tonight, may it be said
That I spoke my piece, yeah, I spoke with the wrath of His grace
Calm rose: Come violent wind
Oh, we stand hand in hand but we walk without fear
And this is a revolution
Ohhhhhh, oh oh ohhhh
Ohhhh ohhhh
Ohhhhhh, oh oh ohhhh
Ohhhh ohhhh
Ohhhhhh, oh oh ohhhh
Ohhhh ohhhh
Ohhhhhh, oh oh ohhhh
Ohhhh ohhhh
Ohhhhhh, oh oh ohhhh
Ohhhh ohhhh
The City was written by Josh Scogin.
The City was produced by Matt Goldman.
The Chariot released The City on Tue Nov 23 2010.