The Rain Falls On The Crispy Leaves

Apples Fall In The Baskets We Weave

Tears Fall On Our Pillow

Fog Eats Up The Willow

Pain Eats At Our Souls

It Will Until We Grow Old

That Doesn't Mean There Can't Be Change

Existence Is Our Range

We Fight And We Scream

At The People Who Are Mean

They Push Us Down And We Get Back Up

We Look Fear In The Eye And Say "What's Up?"

We Have Beaten The Odds

We Have Overcome

The First Step To Life

But There Is Much To Be Done

We Will Be Brave

We Will Be Strong

Jesus Christ Our Lord Is Risen

And We Will Be Free For Eternity Long