We wrapped it up and we broke up camp
Descended from the hills like a band of tramps
Catered to the wounded and said our prayers
Only a few of us were left behind
They'd be dead before the night
But that's OK you know
It's a part of life
Maybe Utopia ain't all that nice
We made a promise we'd always fight
For one another
For justice
And for what's right
Now them things don't seem to matter much anymore
Still we push on and on and believe some more
Because you never know
It might just work
To bridge the gap and find the words
That unite us all and become the call
Sung by woman, man, and beast a million strong