The Tide Is Turning

A punched drunk man In a down town bar Takes a beating Without making a sound With swollen eyes He sways and he smiles Because no one can put him down Inside him a boy looks up to his father For a sign of an approved eye I can’t fight you anymore It is you I’m fighting for The tide is turning Into the streets We’re coming out We never sleep Never get tired In urban fields And suburban life The tide is turning now We’ll never back down We’re far from home It’s for the better It’s what we dream it’s all that matters We are on our way united This is because the tide is turning…