If this is our final communiqué,
then this song can be our escape.
Our disruption will outlive us all.
We won't impose any automation.
We won't fear ourselves.
We have escaped from a burning house,
faces bruised, bloody and torn,
but on its ashes,
we can build a safer house.
We'll not be jailor or jailed.
then this song can be our escape.
Our disruption will outlive us all.
We won't impose any automation.
We won't fear ourselves.
We have escaped from a burning house,
faces bruised, bloody and torn,
but on its ashes,
we can build a safer house.
We'll not be jailor or jailed.