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