Terry Reid - To be treated
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COh we Dare wAhat we are when in danger
And we Care as we stDand hAead in hand
When a CfrienDd brings to light
OnF a cold silver knife
EYou can sAtare Eyour fate right into his hands
Oh we are what we are when we'll name to
Be the soulowning guardians of lands
And there's always advice
On a cold winter's night
That your dreams are just an island in the sand
Way out in the sand
DDon't iAt seem so strange
DHow it Ajust don't change
DThings Ajust stay the same
As tEhey've always been
FSome ofC us are out to win
And sAome others are Eout just to aiAm E
Oh we are what we are when we're praying
In our own way of seeking some light
May the mission bell still ring
Of the colourful dreams
In the faith that everyone will be treated right.