One hundred years ago, halfway 'round the world
A fertile seed took hold in a barren field
A lawyer thrown from a train, ticket in his hand
Spent the night in the station, Pietermaritzburg, South Africa
Satyagraha, satyagraha
Satyagraha, clinging to the truth
Satyagraha, satyagraha
Satyagraha, clinging to the truth
Struggling with his rage, shaping his transformation
Alchemizing shame into dignity
Tuesday night they came, three thousand men and women
Invited by the one taken from the train, it was time for change
Satyagraha, satyagraha
Satyagraha, clinging to the truth
Satyagraha, satyagraha
Satyagraha, clinging to the truth
The man was Mohandas Ghandi, the year was 1906
The date was September 11th, there was a problem he needed to fix
And that was the night civil disobedience
Came into the light of our consciousness
One hundred years ago, now one hundred years beyond
One hundred and eighty degrees, we must turn around
Return to peace
Satyagraha, satyagraha
Satyagraha, clinging to the truth
Satyagraha, satyagraha
Satyagraha, clinging to the truth