By Phil Ochs of decision. Oh, the 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 wait anymore, For these are the days of decision. In the face of the people who know they're gonna win, There's a strength that's greater than the power od the wind, And you can't stand around when the ice is growing thin, For these are the days of decision. I've seen your heads hinding 'neath the blankets of fear, When the paths (guitartabs.cc)