Dust and confusion
are blinding me today
one filling my eyes
one blocking my way
Dust from the people
who don't appreciate what they have
confusion from seeing
that we might lose all we have
CHORUS:
What does your freedom mean?
does it mean your everything?
what is the price that's been paid for your rights?
what is your life without that price?
We're living our fathers' dreams
we're falling apart at the seams
we're sliding downhill too fast
we're forgetting to look at the past
The chance has passed us by
only to come back again
remember all who have died
or we'll soon be where we've been
CHORUS
"From bondage to spiritual faith
from spiritual faith to great courage
from great courage to liberty
from liberty to abundance
from abundance to selfishness
from selfishness to complacency
from complacency to apathy
from apathy to dependency
from dependency back into bondage"
CHORUS
The cycle will repeat
