Guns

These hands will never rest

these hands will never rest

we cling as one

beneath the lowest rung

bound and blessed

to overcome

The weary will protest

the weary will protest

until the calm

of death becomes a lock

and we obtain

my heart's refrain

All we'll ever be

all we'll ever be

They'll beat us with their guns

they'll meet us with their guns

convinced they've won

they'll be the first to hum

the song we learned

from tired tongues

The sun will never set

the sun will never set

for us to rest

we'll be the last to go

into the throng

when darkness grows

All we'll ever be

All we'll ever be

All we'll ever be

All we'll ever be

All we'll ever be