[female
vocals] (
Gentle,
driving
percussion
build)
Yeah,
we
stand
at
the
threshold
now.
Looking
out
at
the
horizon.
It’
s
a
new
day,
a
clear
sky.
Let’
s
take
it
slow,
let’
s
take
it
right.
The
ink
is
dry,
the
paper’
s
white,
We
hold
the
future
in
the
fading
light.
It
isn’
t
about
the
noise
or
the
crowd,
Or
shouting
out
the
promises
too
loud.
It’
s
the
quiet
strength
in
the
voting
hall,
Standing
tall,
answering
the
call.
We’
ve
seen
the
seasons
come
and
go,
Watching
the
seeds
we
plant
begin
to
grow.
It’
s
a
steady
hand,
it’
s
a
measured
breath,
Life
moving
forward,
defying
the
rest.
Oh,
it’
s
the
path
we
choose
to
take,
For
every
dream
that
we
decide
to
make.
In
the
silence
of
the
ballot
box,
We
turn
the
keys
and
we
open
locks.
It’
s
not
for
the
anger,
it’
s
not
for
the
fray,
It’
s
for
the
hope
that
guides
us
on
our
way.
Walking
forward,
step
by
step,
Keeping
the
promises
that
we
have
kept.
We
listen
close
to
the
wind
that
blows,
Through
the
city
streets
where
the
spirit
grows.
It’
s
about
the
neighbors,
the
friends
we
know,
The
shared
belief
in
how
we
want
to
go.
No
need
to
hurry,
no
need
to
fight,
Just
trust
the
process
to
make
it
right.
We
are
the
architects
of
our
own
design,
Drawing
the
future
in
a
steady
line.
It’
s
the
patience
found
in
a
common
goal,
Nourishing
the
fabric
of
the
people’
s
soul.
Oh,
it’
s
the
path
we
choose
to
take,
For
every
dream
that
we
decide
to
make.
In
the
silence
of
the
ballot
box,
We
turn
the
keys
and
we
open
locks.
It’
s
not
for
the
anger,
it’
s
not
for
the
fray,
It’
s
for
the
hope
that
guides
us
on
our
way.
Walking
forward,
step
by
step,
Keeping
the
promises
that
we
have
kept.
And
when
the
sun
rises
high
tomorrow,
We
leave
behind
the
weight
of
the
sorrow.
It’
s
a
new
chapter,
a
different
page,
Stepping
out
onto
a
wider
stage.
With
calm
hearts
and
minds
so
clear,
We
face
the
future
without
a
single
fear.
So
hold
the
vision,
keep
it
in
sight,
Moving
toward
the
morning
light.
The
collective
pulse
of
a
steady
beat,
Marching
on
with
rhythm
in
our
feet.
It’
s
the
simple
power
of
the
human
hand,
Building
the
bedrock
of
this
land.
Respect
the
journey,
respect
the
choice,
Giving
strength
to
the
silent
voice.
Oh,
it’
s
the
path
we
choose
to
take,
For
every
dream
that
we
decide
to
make.
In
the
silence
of
the
ballot
box,
We
turn
the
keys
and
we
open
locks.
It’
s
not
for
the
anger,
it’
s
not
for
the
fray,
It’
s
for
the
hope
that
guides
us
on
our
way.
Walking
forward,
step
by
step,
Keeping
the
promises
that
we
have
kept.
Yeah,
step
by
step.
Just
moving
forward.
The
path
we
choose.
Everything’
s
gonna
be
alright. (
Fade
out
with
steady
groove)