[To] make a stand

Take a look around me Taking pages from a magazine Been looking for the answers Ever since we were seventeen

Just yesterday morning They let me know you were gone Suzanne, the plans we made put an end to you I walked out this morning

Salwch yw fy athrawen Fe dorrodd fy ngwên Mae fy esgyrn yn teimlo'n hen Yma y gorwedd corff Ren

Hate me when I'm gone, I'll make it worth your while when I'm successful But when I'm here I need your kindness 'cause the climb is always stressful Clumsily gas myself by thinking I'll be better off alone I'll leave my peace in pieces all around the decent people back at home

Time has worn the soldiers down Marched for many miles In the eastern lands so cursed Time to make a stand

If time could tune into today and we left too many things to say, If we could turn it back, what would we want to change? now's the time to take a chance C'mon, we got to make a stand

Many men have crossed my way Promising peace and my soul to save But I've already heard it all I've seen what they made with their freedom

[Verse 1] Caught in the tide of our own divide Our moment to make a stand We're all in the fight for a future bright

May the road rise up to meet you May the wind be always at your back May the sun shine warm upon your face now May the rain fall soft upon your fields

The engines always think they are so clever And so they like to bump the trucks around They bump them in the sidings, they bump them in the yard They better beware, they better take care, they better be on their guard

I don't believe I understand You know, I don't believe I understand Why no one seems to love a child Who'll give but won't demand

I had you back, but it's no use False accusations are on the loose You know what? It makes no sence that you tied your own noose You never felt the sores decay

Oh my love what are we doing here This little heart Racing through the gates

Stand up for Singapore, do the best you can Reach out for your fellow man You've got to make a stand Recognise you can play your part

Please lay down your pistols and your rifles Please lay down your colours and your creeds Please lay down your thoughts of being no-one Concentrate on what you ought to be

Headin' in or headin' out Standing on the shore Pause a moment to reflect Which trip costs you more

He was born in the Bitterroot Valley In the early morning rain Wild geese over the water Head north and home again

Peter was fed up with television and he gave up shaving Peter was drawn to the city he wanted to demonstrate

Fight for the king, for the hammer and the ring Fight for the ancient story Fight for your life, we must fight for Fife For the power and the glory

She runs to the wishing well With her pocket full of dreams One after the other Throws them all into the deep