Notes

In a time of need, only few can see what's wrong. Millions tend to crawl, but only those who choose can make it through this all.
Only few can sing like lions, 'cause we sing until we're gone. And we've got each others backs until we're back where we belong.
A woman held my shield and through the battles we did wrong. A man who taught me wisdom through the static we recall.
And maybe when we're gone, our names will echo through the stars. Every starts got its ending even when we've learned to rise above it all.
And we once also had a story too. You can see that good men only come in few. Even in our greatest moments, we may win or we may lose.
Every songs got its rules, you've got to learn to make it through. Maybe one day we can choose how it feels to be a woman or a man.
Without rules, we're buried underneath. There's a picture glued. So when my body burns in ashes, only sing the truth.
Let these words strengthen all your views because these words were meant for you.