There's a power sleeping
Under these streets
Whose mother carried you on weary feet
Whose father came for work and changed his name
He came for work
He changed his name
He found the work
He lost your name
Sleeping, but a power just the same
CHORUS
And they have gone into another country
Your brightest and your best
On and on into the distance
Flame of our resistance
Salt of our existence
Gone west
Gone west
There's a power sleeping
Nobody knows
Years of washing other people's clothes
Who took the garbage out and brought the mail
Who swept the streets and felt no shame
Who walked the streets and took the blame
Sleeping, but a power just the same
CHORUS
He came for work
He changed his name
He walked the streets and felt no shame
CHORUS (repeating)