Now we're all together,

bearing endless stormy weather.

We've all been frozen out. We've all been caged in.

We've all been waiting for the rebirth to begin.

 

The road ahead is just a road.

To be viewed, traveled or towed.

It does not make you better or worse.

Choosing the right one is where the magic is.

 

You can disappear, into daily work.

Your can fly away, into a fantasy life.

You can pick a side, to argue until we're dead.

Or you can choose the road where we've only once tread.

 

The road to freedom starts here.

It's a humming in your ear.

It's a light from within.

When you see it you will begin.

 

With each step you grow strong.

With each step you're long gone.

Left behind failure and decay.

Marching in the sun toward a brand new day.

 

It's just a poem, it's just a rhyme.

It was said by our founders a long long time ago.

Where their road started is where we begin.

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This road's straight as an arrow.