On the Line

We were meant for freedom
 The light told me so
 The darkness ain't our brother
 But he's knockin' at the door
 We were meant for freedom
 And we will survive
 The opposition's growing
 And alone we decide
 We were meant for freedom
 The light told me so
 The darkness ain't our brother
 But he's knockin' at the door
 We were meant for freedom
 And we will survive
 The opposition's growing
 And alone we decide
 We've got to plant our feet
 We've got hold our ground
 We've got to take them on
 Can't let eachother down.
 So let's go
 We're going down like a storm
 Everything we've worked for
 Everything we own
 Is on the line
 We were meant for justice
 That's what the records say
 Our simple minds grow tired
 Of walkin' the wrong way (yeah)
 We were meant for justice
 But these burning towns won't hold
 The opposition's growing
 And the air is getting cold