Eighteen years and my life is still. I'm trying to get up that great big hill of hope for a destination.

I realized quickly, when I knew I should, that the world was made up for this brotherhood of man, for whatever that means.

And so I cry sometimes when I'm lying in bed, just to get it all out what's in my head, and I, I am feeling a little peculiar..

And so I wake in the morning and I step outside, and I take deep breath and I get real high

And I scream from the top of my lungs

What's going on?!

And I try, oh my God do I try..I try all the time in this institution

And I pray, oh my God do I pray, I pray every single day For a revolution

And so I cry sometimes when I'm lying in bed, just to get it all out what's in my head

And I, I am feeling a little peculiar...

And so I wake in the morning and I step outside

And I take deep breath

And I get real high

And I scream from the top of my lungs

What's going on?

Eighteen years of my life is still

I'm trying to get up that great big hill of hope

For a destination