I have traveled in this desert for so long, I’m in fear that I can’t carry on. I dream now of my home for which I yearn. For I know now, it is time to return.
My oasis in the desert isn’t gone, For as long as there’s life, I’ll go on. Each day that I see through to the end, Adds a purpose to the message that I’ll send.
Crying out to be free, I can feel the anger in me. Rising up to take back what we own, As the people of the city battle on.