Bill Beare - Stroke of a Pen Lyrics

I paid my way again and again
But I still fall prey to the stroke of a pen
Such is now, c'est la vie, say so long
We're moving out, we're moving on

Somehow, sometime by an unseen hand
Something was signed in a chain of command
The day is upon us and we cannot defend
What's taken from us by faceless men
We're some of millions whose futures depend
On those decisions at the stroke of a pen
The ink on the paper says our race is run
So break it down, pack it up
We're moving out, moving on

This piece of ground, this patch of sky
Where I've felt and found a force of life
Our home and shelter from the storm
But it's time to move out and it's time to move on

They say what doesn't kill ya can make you strong
And we're all too familiar with a world gone wrong
And we learned our lessons way back then
You can never be broken if you know how to bend
And maybe it's best for those who can
Be forced to progress by the stroke of a pen

And so, what's on the menu? Another slice
Of insecure tenure. Another roll of the dice
Oh there's surely a chance for all this to end
A passing of season for the reasons to bend
No more verses of us versus them
No more at the mercies of a stroke of a pen
So sing it loud and sing it strong. 'Cos we're moving out, we're moving on

All done
In the stroke of a pen