From the recording When I Saw You Stranded There
Lyrics
Rage curls my fingers. Rage grips my heart. Rage pulls that one loose thread and smiles as privilege comes apart. Rage wrecks my slumber. Rage shakes the bed. Rage dries my eyes with fire, will not let me turn my head, gives me the strength to get through all the losing we have to do. Oh, but Rage, we'll lose you too. Because, rage, we're gonna turn it around—carry on good trouble. Oh yeah, rage, we've gotta turn it around—carry on good trouble. Oh, we're gonna turn it around: Never wanna watch another black or brown life reduced to just a name without rage down my sidewalk, rage in the street. Rage, singing like thunder rolling, moves a million tired feet.