Adele - Rolling in the Deep (Poetry Remix)

Lyrics by Patrick Davis (Lyrics Below)

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Music by The Piano Guys :
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lUjWJSnGVB0

Remix to Adele's "Rolling in the Deep":
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rYEDA3JcQqw&ob=av2e

Footage: Occupy Wall St. The Revolution is Love
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BRtc-k6dhgs&hd=1

Lyrics written and performed by Patrick Davis:
Title: "In the Face of Mountains" (Rolling In the Deep Remix)

Verse 1
Everyone wants revolution,
All want freedom, but won't put our boots on.
Youth of allegiance, everyone's a leader,
Everyone's following, but nobody's breathing.
The deception of Caesar. Perception and feelings.
The Empire quakes, it's breaking and bleeding.
Unemployment destroying my region.
Houses factories vacant in Cleveland.
We hate to receive it, truth that we need it.
Prospered, prideful, our greed has deceived us.
Above our means and think we're entitled.
Believe in their hype, like American Idols.
Consumed by news, a corpse with perfume.
They face us against each other then move.
Brother against his own brother, now shoot.
It's just a mirage, the politics, red and blue.

Thunder resounds, feet pounding to the pavement.
Thousands around me, pounding the table.
The Maker's shaking those sleeping awake.
Slaves break chains, like a convict escaping.
A chorus of voices, poor and misplaced.
Refuse the abortion of hope and a place.
A chorus of voices, poor and misplaced.
Refusing abortion of hope and a place.

Thunder resounds, feet pounding to the pavement.
Thousands around me, pounding the table. (4X)

Verse 2
No middle class, the gap grows wider.
Fists to the sky, it's time to break silence.
Fight for the future, don't use violence.
Knowledge is power louder than sirens.
Shouts from the project housing,
Spray through the mace in the face of the mountains.
Slaves to decay... our banks full of snakes.
Wall Street, wars, violence and hatred.

Children traded and raped in a basement.
The ground's shaking beneath me and breaking.
Thunder resounds, feet pounding to the pavement.
Thousands around me, pounding the table.
The Maker's shaking those sleeping awake.
Slaves break chains, like a convict escaping.
Chorus of voices, poor and misplaced.
Refusing abortion of hope and a place.

Verse 3
Spreading plagues from the day that we ate it.
Wasting away, now afraid of the payment.
Even today, many men run away,
when the grace of the Maker wipes it away.
Show me the ways that I am to blame.
My face in the mirror, to hear what I say.
Hands blood red from the damage we made
We are the answer to this cancer today.
Changing the world, when I started within.
Transcend sin leave your heart in the bin.

Thunder resounds, feet pounding to the pavement.
Thousands around me, pounding the table.
Maker shaking those sleeping awake.
Slaves break chains, like a convict escaping.
A chorus of voices, poor and misplaced.
Refusing abortion of hope and a place.

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