Intro

Sounds of the resistance.
Sounds of the resistance.

Still clawing our way past convention, forward, into the distance.

Catch a glimpse of the fruit of our persistence.
It's a landslide, but they stand side-by-side, shoulder-to-shoulder.

And they raise their fists.

And with the deepest of breaths, they begin to sing:

And still we will be here, standing like statues.
And still we will be here, standing like statues.
And still we will be here, standing like statues.
And still we will be here, standing like statues.

AND STILL WE WILL BE HERE, STANDING LIKE STATUES.
AND STILL WE WILL BE HERE, STANDING LIKE STATUES.
AND STILL WE WILL BE HERE, STANDING LIKE STATUES.
AND STILL WE WILL BE HERE, STANDING LIKE STATUES.