I wanna ride this feeling into the night
I wanna see how far
Nights are fleeting, you know they are

I wanna see if we can take this
From flame to fire
Heat is fleeting but hearts are beating hard

Out in the streets three times this week
New threats, new lows
If this gets us to our feet and grows
Who knows?

Hey did you stand on side lines?
I didn't show up
How did you sleep so long?
How many hours 'til doubt moves on?

And while we wait in our house slippers
And read about the war
Boiling over
Coming under the door

Out in the streets three times this week
New threats, new lows
If this gets us to our feet and grows
Who knows?

New lows, will rise

Look, look, look, look
Look, look, look at your feet
It's a grey area
Somewhere in the fine print buried deep
It's a grey area
Where all the excuses come to meet
It's a grey area
School's betting on fossil fuel
Black and white

Out in the streets three times this week
New threats, new lows
If this gets us to our feet and grows
Who knows?

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Writer(s): Sarah Harmer