On the Line

We were meant for freedom The light told me so The darkness ain't our brother But he's knockin' at the door We were meant for freedom And we will survive The opposition's growing And alone we decide We were meant for freedom The light told me so The darkness ain't our brother But he's knockin' at the door We were meant for freedom And we will survive The opposition's growing And alone we decide We've got to plant our feet We've got hold our ground We've got to take them on Can't let eachother down. So let's go We're going down like a storm Everything we've worked for Everything we own Is on the line We were meant for justice That's what the records say Our simple minds grow tired Of walkin' the wrong way (yeah) We were meant for justice But these burning towns won't hold The opposition's growing And the air is getting cold