Your voice but not your mind.
While the agents of change all monopolize.
Their colors and their faces are just shades of the same.
All lost in the game.
Now it don't need no personal savior's here.
Just a warm hearth and water, it's biological.
No posturing, manicure, man or woman
shall receive my hand.
Among all you angels is a champion angel.
Among the star your devil says it's free soul.
Up from the disenfranchised, the ancient cries.
Up from the circle, there's a hole.
Yeah, there's a hole.
Yeah, there's a hole.
The child insubordinate disrupts the pecking order.
Go marry young if you can.
While the weave of the rug and the cut of the throne testify
before the ocean's open hand.
Now I promise you one promise,
you are not alone.
Yeah, but why is it I alone promise this?
Well, deny all the forces that would hurry
men if you can.
Yeah, if you can.
Among all you angels is a champion angel.
Amidst all you devils, there's a free soul.
Up from the disenfranchised, the ancient cries.
Up from the circle, there's a hole.
Yeah, there's a hole.
Yeah, there's a hole.
Well,
we've come now to a fracture in the road.
Here time has taken her toll.
The endless freezing and thawing of the heart
will eventually divide us apart.
Well,
what's that she found in the pocket of gold?
Looks like a small sentiment she wrote.
Don't be my personal savior.
I will not be saved.
I choose to
walk alone.
Among all you angels is a champion angel.
Amidst all you devils, there's a free soul.
Up from the disenfranchised, the ancient cries.
Up from the circle, there's a hole.
Yeah, there's a hole.
Yeah, there's a hole.