It was like being a pavement stone, together with many others yet on my own
For we all were in rows
Waiting, waiting, non-communicating
Like waiting in the summer for the snow
Like waiting in the desert for the river to flow
You know you can beat the water with a fin,
with a hammer you can beat that tin
With Yeshua you can beat sin
But can you beat THE SYSTEM?

I remember thinking – I’m starting to decay,
when would be served, and on our way?
Or would we stand all day? Waiting, waiting, anticipating
Like wanting a coat from a possum
Like wanting an apple from a lovely blossom
Yes we can replace the bulb that is broken, replace quiet by being outspoken
Replace money with that special token
But can you replace THE SYSTEM?

I felt just like a still standing tree, because I was there from before seven,
To all the way past eleven
Waiting, waiting, contemplating
Like waiting for the time to be killed
Like waiting for the desire to be completely -fulfilled
You know you can change the many for the few,
You can change that old lie for what’s true
Change that red for the colour blue, but can you change THE SYSTEM?