I've gotta job, a job I don't know if I can do
It's a job that's calling both me and you For its been ignored for the longest time By all those except ones of the strongest kind We let it pass without response for so many a century The horrid flame has been burning us with such fury We tell ourselves its best not to be burnt today And its scorching heat just pushes the most of us away But it can be put out, yes it can, if we all sang in tune If we all waited for a cold night under a quiet moon And gathered water together in a heated war on the fire But I'm told what it takes is much more, the price much higher It takes lots of money to be a good influence on the kids It takes all kinds of weather for the mud to be rid It takes every best effort to see what's under the lid It takes all the right reasons to put in the highest bid So we sit and wait perhaps, for a rain to put it out But the clouds don't ever visit, blessed storms never come about We wait for bold heroes who carry swords of freezing steel But that warrior's calling not a one of us feels We've been told were we to band together we'd be devoured one by one So we stay away, and swim in cool ponds, trying to find fun But we hear on the other side the flame claims many a child's life It kills many a man's sons and daughters, leaves a widow of his wife How can the flame be diminished when its power seems so vast With every attempt to fight it, it seems stronger than the last What it takes is a weapon like any only the dead ever knew To fight the ranks of flame, to strike true and break through It takes every chord you know to backup the warriors cry It takes every truth on earth to accompany any lie It takes the magic of a wizard to drown out the fear of a coward It takes the time of a clocksmith to make ripe a fruit that's soured It takes every human being to create a world of free people It takes all the best boats to attract the smartest seagulls It takes the bloodiest words to get a glimpse of any truth It takes all the riches money to buy all a ticket at the booth It takes every played game to get a smile from all the bored It takes many helping hands to buy what you need but can't afford It takes every family's meal to fill the stomach of the hungry It takes too many a-dying child to put sympathy in the wealthy It takes all of our blood spilt before the blind see it's too much It takes every warped word for the blind to see them as such It takes all the worlds blasphemy to give praise to the Lord It takes all of harmony to rectify all of this discord It takes everything we know and love and all that we hate from above And all that ever confuses us for I'm sure that God chooses us We can We will I won't give up until The flame no longer burns It is for freedom I yearn Freedom That's what it takes Freedom For it I ache Freedom For all of you Freedom Would be a dream come true Copyright (c) 2003-2016 Joshua Ransom Packard
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September 2016
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