Texty: Patty Smith. Upright Come.

Hail brother
The distant thunderIs nothing but hearts
Beating as one
Dance of a million
On God's pavilion
Come comeBeat on your drum

Awake people arise
Awake upright comeFortune is falling like
Tears from the skies
Open your eyes

Hail sisterCome on over
To shape reshape
Things to come
Bow your head
Raise your lantern
Come come
Beat on your drum

Awake people arise
Awake upright come
Fortune is falling like

Tears from the skiesOpen your eyes

United action is what we needTime to say that everything is going to be
Wasted icons wasted lives
Like war obsolete

Awake people arise
Awake upright come
Fortune is falling like
Tears from the skies
Open your eyes

These are the times
The times of our own
These are the shapes
The world we formed
Swift is the arrow
Dark is the thornThe slate is cleanThe future awaits
Awake