Lyrics:

Shoulder to the wheel For someone else's selfish gain Here there is no choosing Working the clay Wearing their anger like a ball and chain Fire in the field Underneath a blazing sun Soon the sun was faded And freedom was a song I heard them singing when the day was done Singing to the Holy One Lead me on, lead me on To a place where the river runs Into Your keeping Lead me on, lead me on The awaited deliverance comforts the seeking Lead on Bitter cold terrain Echoes of a slamming door Chambers made for sleeping forever Voices like thunder In a mighty roar Crying to the Lord Man hurts man Time and time, time again Though we drown in the wake of our power Somebody tell me why