The frogs wait
In the wings
Listening to the rumbles
The weak leaders sleep
Telling others to party
Leave me alone to sing
The frogs leap in the shadow
Knowing that something big will happen
It is for the country
It isn’t about race and religion
The one way track leaders
Harping the wrong tune
Sadly it spells the end
Of the song………out of time
Without a country
There is no party
Without the people
There is no government
To rule and dispense justice
So the frogs wait
For the right time to spring forward
Now the leaders sleep
In the Dark Hill
While smoke rising in the sky
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