I am the stone that the builder refused
I am the visual, the inspiration
That made Lady sing theblues
I'm the spark that makes your idea bright
The same spark that lights the dark
So that you can know your leht from your night
I am the ballot in the box, the bullet in the gun
The innerglow that lets you know
To call your brother son
The story that's yust begum
The promse of what's to come
And I'll remain a soldier until the war is won
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