The Waking Hour

What is this now?
Are we back in «64»?
We’ve been pushed over de edge for too long
We are rising
We are raising our heads up
Ready to sand up against the law!
You think you pull the strings
Stealing my pride, stealing my hope
Give me back to me what you stole
What is this now?
Why still living in 1964?
We are taking back the pride you took from us!
You think you pull the stings
Stealing my pride, stealing my hope
Give me back to me what you stole
Before the sun goes down
You’ll find the rage is a matter of time
We’ll keep on marching out
You cannot hide yourself.
It’s the waking hour!!!
You can’t force to me surrender
You can’t tell me what to do
I’ve got news to tell you, things are going to change
We are taking back to country you took from us
Before the sun goes down
You’ll find the rage is a matter of time
We’ll keep on marching out
You cannot hide yourself
It’s out waking hour