The Beat Follow

Giving time and patience trying hard to understand
We never feel the power of our own hands, sense the danger late
And only vaguely ever grasp the means of our sole salvation?

What then? Do it right, do it now here there, everywhere
Shouting out I'm as mad as hell, he pushes his legs against the bed
And feels the triumph flooding through his head
He could conquer, he could win, now that dying only means
You're not in next week's program

Stop being a baby, will you stop, will you stop it
Won't you stop play-acting little man?
Just how long till you drop it
Will it be this year, next year, sometime, never?

Stop, when you feel like saying have a heart but don't take mine
There's a new dance, the tolerance
And it just might be your sole salvation
Sole salvation, your sole salvation, your sole salvation

Make a cross, make amends to set the record straight
We've never said the only things we should have ever bothered saying
Lets write out a list of things we need, strike a brand new deal
Strong enough for any man, but has a woman's understanding in it
And then finish

And just stop, when you feel like saying have a heart, but don't take mine
And try a new dance, the tolerance, it just might be your sole salvation
Sole salvation, your sole salvation, sole salvation
Sole salvation, sole salvation, sole salvation, sole salvation

Giving time and patience trying hard to understand
We never feel the power of our own hands, sense the danger late