Creative movements

Some say they're destructive

A way of self expression

Now give me some soulfull rock

Without hesitation



As I walk through the street art gallery

The colours are like a blessing for me

The concrete has captured, and left space

Can't disarm the bomb and it's a colourfull victory



City of variety

Is there any place for me

Can't stop a way of living

Down on multiple street

Is there any place for me

The boys and girls are singin'



The will the message

And a request for something to do

Watch the movement

It attracts the fighting few

There's fear in their eyes

Fear of something new

Fear of the conviction, of me and you