I feel her rise at centre stage.
That spotlight shine on dear old rage.
The winds of change are circumspect.
Bang that drum… demand respect.
I’m older now, can cool that rise.
Looking for nothing in anyone’s eyes.
Rise
I feel her rise at centre stage.
That spotlight shine on dear old rage.
The winds of change are circumspect.
Bang that drum… demand respect.
I’m older now, can cool that rise.
Looking for nothing in anyone’s eyes.
Dennis Mantin 