Stand and Be Counted

There was a peace of a song I heard the other day
Some words I heard this singer say
Something in me loved the way that it sounded
When he said how he wanted to stand
Stand and be counted
Now, sometimes I talk to myself in the early dawn
Before all the fragments of my dreams are gone
Things you don’t know why your mind held on to
Or else sometimes you know more than you want to
Stand an be counted, stand on the truth
Stand on your honor, stand and be counted
And I wonder who that kid was standing brave and trim
And I hear myself breathe and I know that I was him
Defender of the poor and those who cannot speak
I thought I’d be standing by the dam trying to stop the leak
So concerned with matters of the heart
And knowing the millenium was just about to start
And knowing that somehow we could make a difference
I want to stand alone in front of the world and that oncoming tank
Like that Chinese boy that we all have to thank
He showed us in a picture that I have mounted
Excactly what it means to stand and be counted