All the way from America, you're riding in to town    With your head in the Snowplains you hardly touched the ground       You tell me how its gonna be    You tell me how its gonna be       All the way from the badlands, you read between the lines    Reaching out for the sick hands, to all the tiny minds       You show me where you're gonna go    You show me where you're gonna go       Now is the day that we've been longing to start    They don't understand your point of view    Show me the way to drum the beat from your heart    And take all the pain you're going through       It's in the fields and the alleyways, its burning through the town    Crawling out from the subway, to turn up over ground       You tell me how its gonna be    You tell me how its gonna be       Well I believe in another way, that you couldn't understand    We'll see a chance in a new day and seize it from your hand       Don't tell me how its gonna be    Don't tell me how its gonna be       Now is the day that we've been longing to start    They don't understand your point of view    Show me the way to drum the beat from your heart    And take all the pain you're going through