Beneath the doubt and confusion
Beneath the sting of betrayal
Survives the core of a nation
Trapped in a state of denial

Do you hear the calling
Voice from deep within
The forgotten heart of an anthem
Like whispers on the wind

It calls the shameful to honor
It calls the darkness to dawn
It calls the captive with the will to be free
And the anthem marches on

There's nothing like a blind man's memory
Music colors refuse to see
I play with smoke and mirrors now
Living life across your many screens
And I'm sure there is no utopia
But always vision is a step away
Your viewpoint becomes a technicality
The only chance we have
Is the chance we take!

The weakest fall in compliance
As fear discarded the dream
In subtle silence masking liberty
They take away by degrees

But I still hear the calling
A voice felt deep within
The forgotten heart of an anthem
Like whispers on the wind.

It calls the shameful to honor
It calls the darkness to dawn
It calls the captive with the will to be free
And the anthem marches on

IMPRIMER LES PAROLES