How can I turn away

BrotherSister go dancing

Through my head

Human as to human

The future is no place

To place your better days



Cry freedom cry

From a crowd '0,000 wide

Hope laid upon hope

That this crowd will not subside

Let this flag burn to dust

And a new a fair design be raised

While we wait head in hands

Hands in prayer

And fall into a dreamless sleep again

And we wave our hands



Hands and feet are all alike

But gold between divide us

Hands and feet are all alike

But fear between divide us

All slip away



There was a window and by it stood

A mirror in which

He could see himself

He thought of something

Something he had never had but hoped would come along

Cry freedom, cry

From deep inside

Where we are all confined

While we wave hands in fire

Wave our hands



Hands and feet are all alike

But gold between divide us

Hands and feet are all alike

But fear between divide us,

Slip away

In this room stood a little child

And in this room this little child

She would remain

Until someone might decide

To dance this little child

Across this hall

Into a cold, dark, space

Where she might never trace her way across this crooked mile

Across this crooked page

Cry freedom, cry

From deep inside where

We are all confined

Till we wave our hands



How can I turn away

BrotherSister go dancing

Through my head

Human as to human

The future is no place

To place your better days



Hands and feet are all alike

But gold between divide us

Hands and feet are all alike

But fear between divide us

Hands and feet are all alike

Hear what I say

Hea