Monday, December 22, 2008

A Time to Change

Nothing can stay constant, well --- except death. Everyone, everything, good causes, bad influences, happiness, or despair, whatever it is, there always will be a time to change. A time to cease the existence has to come. There is no escape. There is nowhere to hide. Embrace the change. Welcome the inconsistency. Prepare for the renewing life, --- and we all will be fine. Just fine. A change is not always good. Yes, there are bad times, painful eras, and violent periods. Look to the bright side though, we also have kind and generous people, trustworthy friends, sacrificing heroes, and prosperous nations. Looking forward to a new year to come, a time to change. We need the courage to change.

Lyrics:

The RevolutionCheck Spelling. Light A Fire. Liberty
by Christ De Burgh

Wake up boys, there's a light at the window,
I can hear someone knocking on the door,
There are voices in the street,
And the sound of running feet,
And they whisper the word --"Revolution!"

There are men coming down from the valleys,
There are tall ships lying off the coast,
And they carry the light,
In the dark of the night,
Like a whisper in the wind --"Revolution!"

Bring my gun and a handful of silver,
By the sea we will gather for the fight,
It's been so many years,
So many tears,
We have lost once before,
Now we'll settle the score,
When our cannons will roar --"Revolution!"

Watch and Wait get ready for the sign
There are many here among us now have not seen the light
We must send the word to all the people in the land
Go to every hill and mountain for the time is now at hand to

Light a fire!
Light a fire!
Light a fire!
Let us march the road up the rocky hill tonight,
Under cover of the darkness
We will slip behind the lines
And we will take the men who have stolen our land,
For the years of domination
Hit them right between the eyes
And light a fire!
Light a fire,
Light a fire,
They will see through the world!
Roll away the dawn,
Roll away the dawn and let me see,
The land of the free,
Has anything changed at all;
Sweet liberty,
Sweet liberty is in our hands
It's part of the plan,
Or is it a state of mind?
Horses and men,
Horses and men are on the field,
They didn't yield.
Many have fallen here;
Never forget
Never forget what they have done,
The time will come,
When it will change again.
Never forget!
Never forget!

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