Testo di When Rules Change

To the author of this dream I can't say I know all the answers I'm short on so many things But I know the choices we make will make us who we are Can we be brave again? To put a foot down for what's right? These things we strive to have will fall to the worth of the dirt we walk on More or less a chasing after the wind A kind of ignorance the bright despise Leaving their face without a disguise Let them know that this is the last time Let them know they put themselves to shame Let them know There is a movement, a movement in the air Can you feel it? Could we be brave again and not step aside? If I had to, would I stand alone?