She's Staring Down Her Desires,

In Such Ugly Times, The Only True Protest Is Beauty.

And I Won't Be Laughing At The Lies When I'm Goneand I Can't Question How Or When Or Why When I'm Gonecan't Live Proud Enough To Die When I'm Goneso I Guess I'll Have To Do It While I'm Here.

The Glory That Was Lincoln's Never Died When He Was Slain.

Maybe We Should Raise Our Voices, Ask Somebody Why. But Demonstrations Are A Drag, Besides We're Much Too High.

Only As Strong As Our Love For This Land, Only As Tall As We Stand.