Transposition
Cast of Characters (In order of
appearance)
Jack Coleman – a young musician
Rev. Fleming – Preacher at Jack’s parents’ church
Mr. Coleman – Jack’s Father
Mrs. Coleman – Jack’s Mother
Rich – member of Jack’s band
Keith – member of Jack’s band
Lucy – Jackie’s lover and bandmate
Ronnie – member of Jackie’s band
A stranger
An A&R man
An anonymous fan
In a little valley, there's a little town under a
little mountain—little people run around.
There's a little person—“Jack” is his name—he's in a lot of
trouble, but he's not to blame.
Life isn't easy, if there's one thing we know, but
it's twice as hard for two-spirit souls.
From the day they're born, most everyone
learn what they're allowed, and what can't be done.
Jack loves his parents, and his girlfriend, too.
He loves to play guitar; he hopes his dreams come true.
Life isn't easy, if there's one thing we know, but
it's twice as hard for two-spirit souls.
Scene 1: Jack sits alone in his bedroom.
Jack: I was taught when I was a child what it means
to be a man; I’m growing up and I try to do those things the best I
can. When the crowd has
gone away, and I'm alone again, I find myself in sister's closet,
and enclose myself within.
This is me.
What I'm not supposed to feel; it’s fantasy, it's real.
The girl inside the boy; the curse that may destroy me.
How can pleasure be so painful?
How can beauty be a sin?
What's the meaning of these desires?
Why am I the way I am?
This image in the mirror—how I love it, how I hate it—seeing
the pretty young girl, seeing disgraced and tragic boy.
This is me.
What I'm not supposed to feel; it’s fantasy, it's real.
The girl inside the boy; the curse that may destroy me.
Scene
2: The Coleman family sits in church on Sunday morning.
Rev. Fleming: Moses wandered forty years
through that desert bare looking for the land of milk and honey
promised there.
Children, just like him, we must believe what we are told, for we
know not what the future holds.
Rev. Fleming, Mr. and Mrs.
Coleman: Memories take us back to elder days, when a man was a man
and always stayed that way.
When the world outside makes us want to run and hide, family
values keep us safe.
Mrs. Coleman: I love the
lonesome valleys and the mountains of my home; I never have a cause
for care, I never want to roam.
Evil men in evil cities far away from here want to change
everything we hold dear.
Rev. Fleming, Mr. and Mrs.
Coleman: Memories take us back to elder days, when a man was a man
and always stayed that way.
When the world outside makes us want to run and hide, family
values keep us safe.
Mr. Coleman: The Lord has
measured out the cup with tender care and grace; we drink to live or
drink to die, but each one has his place.
Ours is not to question, but to take what we receive; the
open mind is easily deceived.
Rev. Fleming, Mr. and Mrs.
Coleman: Memories take us back to elder days, when a man was a man
and always stayed that way.
When the world outside makes us want to run and hide, family
values keep us safe.
Scene 3: Jack daydreams in his bedroom.
Jack: Vibrations in the air are all that keep me
sane; this thing we call music keeps me with the grain.
Vibrations in the air, the atoms swirling in my ears; how can
it be, those tiny things drying up my tears?
Vibrations in the air, waves rolling from the sea—the sea of
all meaning, where I long to be.
Vibrations.
Meanwhile, there's a dream growing I can't say out loud: one
day I could be star, make them all proud, and stand up, let the
sound caress me, pull off my shroud.
Feel myself rise above the crowd.
Scene 4:
Mrs. Coleman surprises Jack at
home.
Mrs. Coleman:
Lord, have mercy!
I come home early, and what do I find?
I can't stop staring at what you're wearing—you must be out
of your mind! Your
sister's best dress, your face is a mess—where did I go wrong?
It's a desecration, this abomination taking place in our good
home. [Aside]
It mystifies me how he went astray.
Can he be saved before judgment day?
Jack: I'm sorry that I have
caused such sorrow; it must be my heart is full of sin.
I promise I'll walk the straight and narrow; I won't do it
again.
Mr. Coleman: My one and only
son, doing what you've done, how can you stand here?
How can you play games, and lie, and still claim that you are
not queer? God has a
plan for woman and man; there is no in-between.
We'll go see the preacher; I hope he can teach you to turn
your back on the obscene.
[Aside] It
mystifies me how he went astray.
Can he be saved before judgment day?
Jack: I'm sorry that I have
caused such sorrow; it must be my heart is full of sin.
I promise I'll walk the straight and narrow; I won't do it
again.
Rev. Fleming: Demons, leave!
You must not deceive this boy any longer!
Jack, you must pray to help you obey, and make your faith
grow stronger. [Aside]
It mystifies me how he went astray.
Can he be saved before judgment day?
Jack:
I'm sorry that I have caused such sorrow; it must be my heart is
full of sin. I promise
I'll walk the straight and narrow; I won't do it again.
Scene 5: Jack sits alone in his bedroom.
Jack:
Every night when I close my eyes, I pray to God above, “Please take
this sin away; fill me with hope and love”.
I try so hard to fight it, but desire always wins: I’m back
at the closet door, and step inside again.
This is me.
What I'm not supposed to feel; it’s fantasy, it's real.
The girl inside the boy; the curse that may destroy me.
Scene 5: Jack is confronted by Rev. Fleming and his
parents in church.
Rev. Fleming: It comes down to you:
you can’t admit you’re wrong.
Now you have to choose whether you want to belong.
God’s looking down now; His heart is hard as stone.
If you keep walking that wide road, you’re gonna feel all
alone when you wake up tomorrow looking for a cold sun rising on a
cold, dark dawn.
Mr. Coleman: You’ve got a
selfish way, and you hurt us so.
Since you won’t change, you’re gonna have to go.
God’s looking down now; His heart is hard as stone.
If you keep walking that wide road, you’re gonna feel all
alone when you wake up tomorrow looking for a cold sun rising on a
cold, dark dawn.
Mr. & Mrs. Coleman:
Come back, son, we love you!
We don’t understand what makes you do the things you do.
Come back son, we want you!
We want what’s best for you, even if you don’t.
Jack: I feel your jagged
eyes when I close my own.
If I cause you shame, you’ll feel better when I’m gone.
God’s looking down now; His heart is hard as stone.
The way you create hate fuel, I won’t be the only one, no,
no, who wakes up tomorrow looking for a cold sun rising on a cold,
dark dawn.
ACT II
Scene 1: Jack sits in his apartment, looking out the
window.
Jack:
City streets are lonely when you call the country home.
City streets are lonely when you call the country home.
Never seen so many people; never felt so alone.
I know the words they say, but I still don't understand.
I know the words they say, but I still don't understand.
I thought that I could be free, but I'm just a stranger in a
strange land. My bed is
hard and cold, and midnight fills my brain.
My bed is hard and cold, and midnight fills my brain.
I got myself a woman, but “Music” is her name.
Scene 2:
A local bar. Jack and
his band step onstage.
Jack: [To band] For years it's been my dream
to break the music scene, to show the world my songs, and hope they
sing along. So now the
time is near—that's why you all are here—a band of brothers we
should be. Count it off,
now one, two, three!
[To audience] Well, the band's all here,
and the way is clear—they can't stop it.
We're gonna play each part till it's down by heart, then we
can rock it. We got
something to show this town; we'll make the walls shake right down!
Get ready for starlight shining down from a great height;
once we start, there ain't no way to stop our flight straight to the
top!
When the music's right, and the groove is tight,
we're gonna make it. If
the sound's too sweet, not strictly street, we can fake it.
We'll step out of the limousine, nothing like the world has
ever seen! Get ready for
starlight shining down from a great height; once we start, there
ain't no way to stop our flight straight to the top!
Scene 3: Jack leaves the bar and walks on a lonely
street.
Jack: Applause, and I hold my head high, but when I
step down off the stage I cry.
I'm so small inside.
Do I have a choice, and how do I decide?
Disguise, or is it truly me?
Feels so right when I'm a girl; I'm queen and I want to be
seen, till I have my fill and I want to be “he”.
Every voice I hear in my head tells me that it's wrong, and
still I don't know where I belong, and I ask myself again, “Who am
I? What am I to do?”
Names—none seem to stick.
I don't think I'm gay and don't feel sick.
Don't want to trim my wick, and if I had a choice, then this
I wouldn't pick. Every
time I think I see light, it's only an illusion, I find.
Disappointment, and great confusion, and I ask myself again,
“Who am I? What am I to
do?”
Scene 4: Jack stands in his apartment.
Jack: The streetlight shining through the shade
illuminates my face. The
lipstick tube is put away, now, every hair's in place.
The hallway seems deserted; check twice now, just in case.
The click-clack of my heels upon the floor…a quick breath
before I hurry out the door.
[Moves to street]
Panic on the sidewalk, but the man just passes by; he didn't
seem to notice, but still, I felt his eyes.
Wonder if he wondered if this “girl” was just a guy?
A light ahead eases up my mind: a place where they tolerate
my kind. And I can hear
a voice from yesterday: "It ain't what you're dealt, it's how you
play".
[Enters gay bar]
My own voice sounds so strange as I buy myself a drink.
A table in the corner—just the place to stop and think.
A lady taps me gently and then asks me with a wink,
“Mind if I sit down here for a spell?
These heels look nice, but they sure do hurt like hell!”
She could've been my mother, if she hadn't been a “he”.
Her dress is quite demure, and it fits her to a "T".
She says, "I've seen you here before, but you may not have
seen me; you seemed to be in a world of your own.
By the way, my name is Simone."
And I can hear a voice from yesterday: "It ain't what you're
dealt, it's how you play".
She says, "I remember how it was when I was about your age.
Always felt I had to hide, always in a rage.
Thought if I got married, that it would go away; but you
can't run forever, so I found.
Took fifteen years to turn my life around.
That's why I'm so glad to see a young girl like you here—no
doubt you've already made your peace with all that pain and fear".
I shake my head and try to smile, and
brush away a tear.
"Every day, I wish the curse was gone, and I could live happily
normal from now on".
She takes my hand, and I think I hear
her say, “It ain't what you're dealt, it's how you play”.
She says, "I know just how you feel, but it doesn't work that
way. Whether this
thing's written in your soul, or in your DNA, when you accept it's
part of you, the pain will start to fade.
It's a gift you have, one you can't erase; don't cut off your
nose to spite your face".
"But don't you fear the fires of Hell, or the wrath
of God above?"
"No," she says with another smile, "I
think that God is love, and this is the way you and I were made.
So what's to be scared of?
Who does it hurt when you put on a dress?
It's their expectations that cause you such distress.
If there's one thing I've learned along the way, it ain't
what you're dealt, it's how you play".
I take a drink in silence, staring at
the floor. My whole
world is shifting, and I’m eager to hear more.
But she turns and waves at someone who just walked through
the door.
"There's my wife, she finally made it
here. I've got to run,
but you take care, my dear."
[Jack goes back to his apartment]
Now I'm walking home again…my head is spinning still.
My future starts to open wide, and I see with a thrill I have
another way to live; I hope I have the will.
I feel more hope than I have ever known.
I owe it to that lady named "Simone".
And there's one thought I'll cling to every day: "It ain't
what you're dealt, it's how you play".
Scene 5:
Jack makes up in a dressing room at a local theater.
Jack: Getting ready for the show; the band is out
there waiting for me.
Maybe I should have let them know; my transformation will be a
surprise. I should think
before I give in to this urge, but the butterfly is longing to
emerge. The dress is
perfect, seams are straight—never have I looked so good!
I've got to go or I'll be late.
Ready or not, here I come.
Scene 6: Jack’s band plays onstage at the local
theater.
Jack [entering]: Step right up, you
ladies and gents! Betcha
wonder where the old Jack went!
Feast your eyes on the brand new me!
The chains are off, I'm finally free! A brand new world
awaits you if you dare; are you ready to come?
I can take you there.
I got the message every day: "Watch what you do and watch
what you say". If
everyone got to be themselves, we'd make heaven from this hell.
A brand new world awaits you if you dare; are you ready to
come?
Rich and Keith: No! No!
Jack: I can take you there.
Rich and Keith: Where?
Rich:
What the hell is going on here?
Have you finally flipped your lid?
Our career you don't consider—would it stop you if you did?
Jack: I'm not trying to tear
the band apart; all I want to do is follow my heart, make a fresh
start.
Rich: We have worked so hard
to make it, to find an image sure to sell.
Now you make us look like fairies—for that, please just go to
hell.
Rich and Keith: We had a
dream; now we're watching it fall away.
Watching it fall away, and we're standing in the middle of a
freak show.
Jack: Look at me—I was
supposed to be free!
Rich and Keith: Please go,
freak show.
Jack: Look at me—I was meant
to be free.
Scene 7: Jack wanders the streets of the city.
Jack: How much longer must I run?
How many times will I be driven away?
Don't want to die tonight, but got no reason to live.
I'm a freak; tell me, please, where is shelter in this storm?
Spend my time in the alley, hiding in shadows to avoid the
light of day. But
there’s a place, I’m told, where the people dare to love.
I’m a freak, but I believe there must be shelter from the
storm. [Comes to rest
outside a church]
Church choir: We all need a
hand to hold, a place to run when the heart gets cold.
Yeah, even a freak can feel alone.
Come inside, you're finally home.
Scene 8: Jack enters church.
Jack: On dark despair sunlight glares.
Caught unaware, an answered prayer.
I'm so tired of running and hiding and being cool.
Surprised to find myself among others feeling that way, too.
Congregants: What brings us
here, draws us near? The
answer's clear—we need our peers.
We’re so tired of plastic faces on every screen; the real
world is marked with scars, the sacred and obscene, and we are
somewhere in between.
Jack: I am; please take my
hand. In this strange
land we don't have to be strangers.
Congregants: This place
where we belong…together we're strong.
When we know we're loved, we can love.
Scene 9:
Jackie sits in his apartment.
Jackie: Now that I have found a place of
comfort and refuge, now that I know there's somewhere where I can
let my self shine through, now that I've found community, what do I
dare to do? Can I start
anew? Can I start anew,
now that I've found a place?
It's time to start again, see where this music takes me.
It's time to start a band; this time won't hide my reality.
It's time to play again, find a place where we can be totally
free. Totally free.
It's time to start again.
Scene 10: Jackie and new band play at local club.
Jackie: Just when I thought life was slipping away, I opened my eyes
and started a brand new day.
Now, once again I'm playing in a rock and roll band, and
we've got a message I'm sure you can understand.
Now, you boys listen!
Band: Put on the lipstick, put on the lipstick!
Jackie: You know that clothes can make the man!
Band: Put on the lipstick, put on the lipstick!
Jackie: The age of the beautiful people just began!
All you pretty things don't need to hide; our time has come
and we won't be denied.
Every woman and man can be a star—uncover your lights and show us
who you are!
Band: Put on the lipstick, put on the lipstick!
Jackie: You know that clothes can make the man!
Band: Put on the lipstick, put on the lipstick!
Jackie: The age of the beautiful people just began!
Band: Secret sisters come and play; others like you feel this way.
ACT III
Scene 1: Jackie
and band get ready for a show at a local club.
Jackie:
Here I am—another night and another show.
The buzz outside is starting to grow.
Here in town, people starting to know our name—another step
on the road toward fame.
Lucy and Ronnie: Here we
are! The days are bright
and our fortunes are rising.
The band is good, but it's still surprising.
Here we are! The
fans are excited—it's all too much—but the star of the show seems
strangely out of touch…
Jackie: I saw myself as a
rock and roll star, that’s all I ever desired, but now I'm halfway
up the mountain and can't get higher.
Am I happy? Guess
I should be. The dream's
unreal, can't seem to feel it—something's missing.
Lucy and Ronnie: Backstage
frown…the band tunes up but the silence is shocking.
There's something wrong but she's not talking.
Lights go down.
[The band moves onstage]
There's applause when Jackie appears; she steps onstage, but she's
not quite here.
Jackie: Sometimes I feel
like I'm so ungrateful, cause I'm still not satisfied.
The roar of the crowd is drowning out a voice that’s crying,
“am I happy?” Guess I
should be. The dream's
unreal, can't seem to feel it—something's missing.
Scene 2: Jackie’s
apartment; Jackie watches TV while Lucy reads.
Lucy: Honey, listen to this. "Many
native tribes of
Jackie: The struggle of my
life is knowing where I fit—am I a boy or girl?
Shouldn't I commit?
A battle of the sexes fought inside of me; two spirits
entwined, but can't quite agree.
Life isn’t easy, if there’s one thing we know, but it’s twice
as hard for two-spirit souls.
Between black and white, there's usually gray; could this be
a way?
Jackie: There's someone with a light that shines, who paints outside
the lines so happily—I think that could be me.
Long ago I was someone; before I was the perfect son, I could
simply be—I think that could be me.
Jackie and Lucy: Don't listen to their words of hate and
fear, that blessings fall on the chosen few; they've been saying
that for a thousand years.
Jackie: Can I feel that I belong, stop thinking that there's
something wrong with me?
I think that could be me.
Jackie and Lucy: Don't listen to their words of hate and
fear, that blessings fall on the chosen few; they've been saying
that for a thousand years.
I can't think of a reason why another star couldn't shine in
the sky so brilliantly.
Jackie: I think that could be me.
Lucy: She's standing tall with a spark
in her eye; her walk is sure and her head is high.
She's changing right before my eyes.
She was struggling not so long ago, but now her light is
starting to show; she's changing right before my eyes.
Glad to see she's finding her way; I prayed for it every day.
I worry, and there's no guarantee there'll be room enough for
me. She wanted to be the
next sensation, but now she's finding a new destination.
She's changing right before my eyes.
Glad to see she's finding her way; I prayed for it every day.
I worry, and there's no guarantee there'll be room enough for
me. Gone is the man I
used to know, with fame in his eyes and a lock on his soul; she's
changing right before my eyes.
Scene 3: Jackie
and band rehearse.
Jackie: There’s lots of things they’ll
tell you when you pick up a guitar.
And you start to dream you’ll “make it”, that you’ll be a
superstar. Everybody
wants to get ahead, till they leave themselves behind.
But there’s something got you started; all the rest is in
your mind. What’s music
but a way to glimpse what is greater than ourselves?
There ain’t much can hold us together in this world we’ve got
today. You feel that
someone’s gonna get you, always one more price to pay.
But just one note at the right time brings down the walls
keeping us apart. It’s
more than just the latest thing; it echoes deep within your heart.
What’s music but a way to glimpse what is greater than
ourselves?
Band: We've been paying our dues; now a
chance for the next step is here: we're the opening act for the
hippest band of the year.
A big outdoor concert, and a way to reach more than our fans;
they already know, hope others will soon understand.
Jackie: I've got a message
to send, want it to spread far and wide: there's a way out of
darkness; I've got some light and I can be a guide.
Band: The higher you go, the
more they'll try to pull you down.
The media's saying that the freak show is coming to town.
Jackie: It's perfectly clear
that they don't want my kind around.
Scene 4:
Outdoor festival. Jackie
and band take the
concert stage.
Jackie: Hey, all you people with you
heads bent low: break out of your cells, your cells.
I was a prisoner, too, not long ago, until I broke the spell,
broke the spell. I've
gone beneath the surface of things; I've got the real stuff, the
real stuff. I've seen
what the future can bring if we work hard enough, hard enough.
I'm a messenger, messenger of love.
A messenger, messenger of love.
See all these people, how they cling to the past, and living
in fear, in fear. The
past is over and the present won't last; the future is here, it
starts here. They may
put you down and call you a freak, but don't you hesitate, hesitate.
If only they would think before they speak; we've got to set
them straight, set them straight. I'm a messenger, messenger of
love. A messenger,
messenger of love.
Band: Secret sisters, come
and play; others like you feel this way.
Stranger: “The woman shall not wear that
which pertaineth unto a man; neither shall a man put on a woman's
garment. For all that do so are abomination unto the LORD thy God.”
Look at him—or should I say
“it”—a loathsome creature, denying its nature.
Assuming the taint of Eve, spreading its master's deceits; in
this Christian town I've got to strike it down.
As a soldier of the Word, I'm called to send it speeding into
Hell! [Fires gun repeatedly]
Scene 5:
Hospital room.
Jackie lies sleeping while Lucy sits beside her.
Lucy: I never thought it would come to
this: nights spent by a hospital bed.
Knowing she's safe, but I can't stop dark thoughts spinning
in my head. Wake up,
wake up, my love. Tell
me, tell me, what are you dreaming of?
Jackie [waking]: I've been
slipping back and forth, it seems, between consciousness and dreams.
The bullet that passed through my body also wounded my soul.
Oh, I don't know, oh, where to go.
Jackie and Lucy: Darkness
and confusion, darkness and confusion.
Lucy: I've been watching you
hold on to life, but there's trouble in the world outside: there's
people marching and holding signs, and they blame you.
They blame you.
The crowd pulled that assassin down; their anger ran through this
sleepy town. The police
don't want their kind around, and they blame you.
They blame you.
The papers say you should be put on trial, you had it coming, and
all the while, the gunman's wearing a secret smile, 'cause they
blame you. They blame
you.
Jackie: They blame me?
They blame me!
I've had it up to here with being pushed around, and I've had enough
of being put down! I'm
gonna have my way! Those
bastards gonna pay! I'll
watch them keep on sinking till they drown!
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, my vengeance gonna
find its way to you! An
eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, my vengeance gonna find its way
to you!
Maybe I should feed my hate
inside; love is so hard to sustain.
Maybe I should wave my dreams goodbye—nothing is ever going
to change. I'm so tired,
too tired to try.
Mrs. Coleman [entering]: My
son, my son, what have they done?
I pray that you'll take heed!
Will you come back home, now that you know where sin will
lead? You can be a
normal, happy man, and no more go astray, when you take the Lord
into your heart and cast the Devil away.
You must take the Lord into your heart, and cast the Devil
away. Come back, son, we
love you. We don’t
understand what makes you do the things you do.
Come back son, we want you.
We want what’s best for you, even if you don’t.
Jackie: Maybe I should feed
my fear inside, trade control for golden chains.
Maybe I should wave my dreams goodbye—nothing is ever going
to change. I'm so tired,
too tired to try.
A&R man [enters]:
Let me introduce myself: I'm no small-time operator, I'm the
label's chief starmaker!
I’m gonna show you how far I can take you.
Take a look around you; the elements are all here now.
Believe that I can show you how your misfortune is really a
cash cow. Androgyny is a
hook that can't be beat!
And now your image is of danger on the street!
Parents will want you banned; that will increase the kids'
demand. We’ll dress you
sexy and really turn up the heat!
So welcome to the big time, son, and all that you desire.
You're the rock and roll messiah!
I'm gonna make you the new messiah!
Well, what are you waiting for?
Here’s the pen…sign!
Jackie: Maybe I should feed
my greed inside, use any means to reach for fame.
Maybe I should wave myself goodbye—nothing is ever going to
change. I'm so tired,
too tired to try.
Anonymous fan [enters]:
Well, I'm sorry to disturb you, with all the visitors you've got,
but I had to come and see you—I hope I don't get caught.
I'm one who heard your message, and it really meant a lot.
When I heard that some are blaming you, I knew I had to share
my point of view.
I'm another of the lucky ones born with
a girl inside. I tried
so hard to kill her; I even tried suicide.
But then I saw you play and sing, that's when I realized I'm
not alone, and I'll probably make it through.
You gave me hope, now I give it back to you.
[Leaves]
Jackie: I walk along the road in sadness and dismay,
looking up to see the mountains in my way.
Lie down and look into the sky; eyes close 'cause I'll never
reach that high. There
are no mountains, there is no sky; the truth is here before our
eyes, but we turn away.
The past reaches out with tendrils, so slow, tormenting and soothing
us, but never letting go.
While the future sings its siren song of the wonders and the
dangers we will meet before too long.
There is no future, there is no past; the truth is here
before our eyes, but we turn away.
When God is divided, there is a need for names; many fingers
pointing, but the moon remains the same.
Meanwhile, a universe exists behind your eyes; you talk about
it, but all I hear are lies.
There is no human, and no divine; the truth is here before
our eyes, but we turn away.
There is no woman, there is no man; the truth is here before
your eyes—please don't turn away.
Jackie [gets out of bed]: You gaze in the face of
evil and feel powerless.
You look down to the ground and worry about the mess we're in.
But sometimes you glimpse hope for tomorrow, when you help
someone, and you know you want to do it again.
Is there anything more you can do than what you're doing?
Is there anything more you can say than what's been said?
There's people out there who fear a revolution, and there's
other people who want to see it spread.
I wanna stand up and be counted; I'm not gonna crawl back
into myself. I'm gonna
stand up and be counted; if there's a place for change to start,
it's gotta be right inside my heart.
Just about everyone feels like an
outcast sometime. You
try and you try but you just don't seem to fit.
It's easy to curse and turn your back on the cold, cruel
world, but there's more love somewhere, and we've got to find it.
I wanna stand up and be counted; I'm not gonna crawl back
into myself. I'm gonna
stand up and be counted; if there's a place for change to start,
it's gotta be right inside my heart.
All: Life isn't easy, if there's one
thing we know, but it's twice as hard when you go it alone.
I wanna stand up and be counted; I'm not gonna crawl back
into myself. I'm gonna
stand up and be counted; if there's a place for change to start,
it's gotta be right inside my heart.
Lyrics © 2006.
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