The shadows of doubt are in many a mind
Looking for an answer
They're never gonna find
But please understand
You're running out of time
For these are the days of decision

Games of stalling you cannot afford
Dark is the danger that's knocking on the door
And the far-reaching rockets say
You can't reach anymore
For these are the days of decision

In the face of the people
Who know they're gonna win
With a strength greater than the power od the wind
You can't stand around
When the ice is growing thin
For these are the days of decision

The mobs of anger are roaming the street
Aiming down at the police on the beat
In town after town you know they will repeat
For these are the days

Now there's warnin's of fire and flood
And there's the warning of
The bullet and the blood
From the three bodies
Buried in the Mississippi mud
Humm, decision

There's a change in the wind
And a split in the road
Do what's right
Or you can do what you are told
The prize to be won will be held up by the bold
Yes, these are the days of decision
Oh these are the days of decision