I turned my back and you were everywhere
The paper and the screen, the signals in the air
That dirty sound that tried to silence you
Will fade away while your voice comes shining, shining through
You ripped them all to shreds
The morning that you said
I'd rather die standing high
Than live crawling down on my knees under a falling sky
Your epitaph, the mocking lithograph
Will raise a million brows 1000 years from now
The fighter fights for death and ugly war
This writer writes so he just might unlock these stubborn doors
You ripped them all to shreds
The morning that you said
I'd rather die standing high
Than live crawling on my knees underneath a falling sky
Bewildered boys and girls and their sacrifice
Pushing us under a veil
Stand high and our hearts will beat together
Freedom and love will prevail
I turned my back and you were everywhere
The paper and the screen, the signals in the air
The dirty sound that tried to silence you
Will fade away while your voice comes shining through
You ripped them all to shreds
The morning that you said
I'd rather die standing high
Than live crawling down on my knees under a falling sky
You're standing high
You're standing higher than high
You're standing higher than high