THE UNDERGROUND

IN THE DAYS OF HERE AND NOW

WE’VE BEEN MADE TO MAKE NO SOUND

IN THE FUTURE FREEDOMS FOUND

ONLY IN THE UNDERGROUND

WE’LL PAINT THE WALLS WITH DREAMS OF FIRE

FUEL THE HOPE THAT WON’T EXPIRE

WE’RE SHALLOW BREATHING

WHILE WE FIGHT THE ONES WITHOUT A FACE

WE’RE HOPING FOR HEALING

WE’RE REACHING OUT FOR JUST A TASTE

THE STORM IS COMING

WITHOUT A CARE OF LIVES IT TAKES

CAUSE WE ARE BECOMING

THE ONES THEIR TRYING TO ERASE

IN THE DAYS OF HERE AND NOW

WE’VE BEEN MADE TO MAKE NO SOUND

IN THE FUTURE FREEDOMS FOUND

ONLY IN THE UNDERGROUND

WE’LL PAINT THE WORLD WITH HEARTS ON FIRE

FILL THE HOPE THAT WON’T EXPIRE

STRENGTH IN NUMBERS GATHER ROUND

OUR FREEDOMS IN THE UNDERGROUND

HERE AND NOW

IN THE DAYS OF HERE AND NOW

WE’VE BEEN MADE TO MAKE NO SOUND

IN THE FUTURE FREEDOMS FOUND

ONLY IN THE UNDERGROUND

OUR FREEDOMS IN THE UNDERGROUND

OUR FREEDOMS IN THE UNDERGROUND

OUR FREEDOMS IN THE UNDERGROUND