Guns

These hands will never rest
 these hands will never rest
 we cling as one
 beneath the lowest rung
 bound and blessed
 to overcome
 The weary will protest
 the weary will protest
 until the calm
 of death becomes a lock
 and we obtain
 my heart's refrain
 All we'll ever be
 all we'll ever be
 They'll beat us with their guns
 they'll meet us with their guns
 convinced they've won
 they'll be the first to hum
 the song we learned
 from tired tongues
 The sun will never set
 the sun will never set
 for us to rest
 we'll be the last to go
 into the throng
 when darkness grows
 All we'll ever be
 All we'll ever be
 All we'll ever be
 All we'll ever be
 All we'll ever be