We who believe in freedom cannot rest We who believe in freedom cannot rest until it comes Until the k**ing of black men, black mothers' sons Is as important as the k**ing of white men, white mothers' sons That which touches me most Is that I had a chance to work with people Pa**ing on to others that which was pa**ed on to me To me young people come first They have the courage where we fail And if I can but shed some light as they carry us through the gale The older I get the better I know that the secret of my going on Is when the reins are in the hands of the young, who dare to run against the storm Not needing to clutch for power Not needing the light just to shine on me I need to be one in the number as we stand against tyranny Struggling myself don't mean a whole lot, I've come to realize That teaching others to stand up and fight is the only way my struggle survives I'm a woman who speaks in a voice and I must be heard At times I can be quite difficult, I'll bow to no man's word We who believe in freedom cannot rest We who believe in freedom cannot rest until it comes