The tyranny of the majority 
Goes unobserved
Coz it’s not a dictator 
That we serve
But you gotta know
That John Stewart Mill
Wasn’t serving checks 
At the till
As he talked about
The subjugation of the female
Now they’re in our contacts
Or our email
Watching over our shoulder
The stuff we do
And I’m just as normal
As the next one, are you?
Coz if you
Step out of line
You’ll do some 
Anti social time
On the clocks 
Or on the checks
And if you’re wondering
What’s coming next
You better be aware
The reason why
I can’t meet your stare
I’m just as dissatisfied 
But hyper conscious
Of all that I do 
In the gaze of the anxious
Coz I’ve been one myself
Now I’m back to New York
The road it bends
Before the fork
And I gotta 
Make a choice
Stand up and
Use my voice
For as fragile 
As it may seem
Everyone who
Wakes the dream
Makes it a little easier
For those to follow
And trusting the movement
Isn’t as hollow
As you might think
Don’t believe them when they say
Have another drink
It’ll be okay
And is it time
To add my stead
To the rock and roll
In my head
And you gotta hand it
To the new generation
They’re holding steady
Not flicking the station
Are we millennials 
Or Gen Z
Watching our phones
Like they’re tv
Only to realise 
It’s not real
Just a story
About how we feel
And drama we make
Will play itself out
Until we’re left
With nothing to doubt
And set our foot 
On certainty
Just remember
You’re always free