To strong to stray Far from the path made on behalf Of one man or ten Who's to say why, who's to say when
So safe and sound, never to feel lost and unreal Fighting the lightweight class Saying your prayers, singing to mass
What if it's all my choice What if I raise my voice What if I make a ball What if I make it fall
Fall, fall from grace Get lost in this maze Never to leave my faith Having to play it safe
Dancing the same dance, singing the same song Following every step to play along with the Same tune, hoping for fortune Throwing the anchor up, so strung to it sing with the
Same old voice What if it's all my choice What if I make a ball What if it makes me fall
To tell right from wrong To blend right with real To grow right from core To want more from more