Walk On

Walk on, you weary feet,
Walk on, you weary feet
There can be no thought of surrender, humiliation, or retreat
Walk on, you weary feet

Let go, you wicked hand
Let go, you wicked hand
Relax your grip upon your positions, let them fall like grains of sand
Let go, you wicked hand

Reach out, you weary arms
Reach out, you weary arms
Reach out for the heavens, whos stars do shine like charms
Reach out, you weary arms

Breath deep, you worn out lungs
Breath deep, you worn out lungs
Sing a song cross the water, that makes the world feel young
Breath deep, you worn out lungs

Walk on, you weary feet
Walk on, you weary feet
There can be no thought of surrender, humiliation or retreat
Walk on, you weary feet