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A modern day Moses, waking the streets |
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With shouts of glory, blistered feet |
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He's met the maker, he's met the reason he's alive |
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and he's on fire inside. |
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A modern day mother, living in the slums; |
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feeding the hungry, making sure the race gets run- |
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Always asking if we fought with steady feet |
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She fights on her knees. |
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Let my people go. (4 X) |
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A modern day Martin, in a world of civil words exchange |
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But dreaming bigger--thinks maybe he could make a change. |
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He's heard the stories, he wants some of his own, |
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and he's not alone. |
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Let my people go. (4 X) |
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(Bridge) |
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The time is not the moments here; walk in faith, or stand in fear |
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Change the course of history. Did you ever think? |
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No one ever thought --- who would have believed? |
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A modern day me. What have I become? What can I be? |
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If there is greatness out there to be achieved, |
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I want to be more than someone who just passes through this life. |
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I want to stand up for what is right |
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Let my people go. (Repeated to fade) |
