The First Drop

I'm call-i-ing out, on-ly ech-oes re-spond But I scream 'til my voice is gone Crouch-ing in cor-ners and hi-ding your face I'm sick and ti-red of play-ing your games I'm not a-lone I stand a-mongst the voice-less mill-ions in the un-for-giv-ing sun Here arm in arm we pa-rade these streets And sing our songs. Is there e-ven an-y-thing left to ex-plain? Am i real-ly some-one you need to re-strain? Can't you lis-ten to what we have to say? Un-know-ing, we lie and wait for the rain To wash a-way what they have made Face down in the dirt with your foot on my back In the dis-tance I hear thun-der-crack C'-mon, stand up! This sys-tem of po-wer and priv-ilege is a-bout to come to an end Here come the clouds The first drop is fal-ling down Is there e-ven an-y-thing left to ex-plain? Am i real-ly some-one you need to re-strain? Can't you lis-ten to what we have to say? Our fu-tures burn in red ho-ri-zons Ash-es scat-tered in winds of change Cas-ual-ty num-bers are ris-ing No-ow it's time to raise the stakes We're meant for some-thing more than Liv-ing just to put food on our plates I can't help but won-der why-y should we par-ti-ci-pate? Is there e-ven an-y-thing left to ex-plain? Am i real-ly some-one you need to re-strain? Can't you lis-ten to what we have to say?