To Be Treated

       C           D            A
Oh we are what we are when in danger
       C           D            A
And we are as we stand head in hand
       C                D
When a friend brings to light
        F
On a cold silver knife
E                               A               E
You can stare your fate right into his hands

Oh we are what we are when we'll name to
Be the soulowning guardians of lands
And there's always advice
On a cold winter's night
That your dreams are just an island in the sand
Way out in the sand

D                       A
Don't it seem so strange
D                       A
How it just don't change
D                       A
Things just stay the same
                E
As they've always been
F                       C
Some of us are out to win
     A              E             A             E
And some others are out just to aim

Oh we are what we are when we're praying
In our own way of seeking some light
May the mission bell still ring
Of the colourful dreams
In the faith that everyone will be treated right.